A well-written song by David, when he was in the cave; a prayer.
1To the Lord I cry out;to the Lord I plead for mercy.
2I pour out my lament before him;I tell him about my troubles.
3Even when my strength leaves me,you watch my footsteps.In the path where I walkthey have hidden a trap for me.
4Look to the right and see!No one cares about me.I have nowhere to run;no one is concerned about my life.
5I cry out to you, O Lord;I say, “You are my shelter,my security in the land of the living.”
6Listen to my cry for help,for I am in serious trouble!Rescue me from those who chase me,for they are stronger than I am.
7Free me from prison,that I may give thanks to your name.Because of me the godly will assemble,for you will vindicate me.