| | 1 | A Contemplation of David. A Prayer when he was in the cave. I cry out to the LORD with my voice; With my voice to the LORD I make my supplication. | |
| | 2 | I pour out my complaint before Him; I declare before Him my trouble. | |
| | 3 | When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, Then You knew my path. In the way in which I walk They have secretly set a snare for me. | |
| | 4 | Look on my right hand and see, For there is no one who acknowledges me; Refuge has failed me; No one cares for my soul. | |
| | 5 | I cried out to You, O LORD: I said, "You are my refuge, My portion in the land of the living. | |
| | 6 | Attend to my cry, For I am brought very low; Deliver me from my persecutors, For they are stronger than I. | |
| | 7 | Bring my soul out of prison, That I may praise Your name; The righteous shall surround me, For You shall deal bountifully with me." | |
