1 Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer. I cry aloud with my voice to the LORD; I make supplication with my voice to the LORD. 2 I pour out my complaint before Him; I declare my trouble before Him. 3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, You knew my path. In the way where I walk They have hidden a trap for me. 4 Look to the right and see; For there is no one who regards me; There is no escape for 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 "Give heed to my cry, For I am brought very low; Deliver me from my persecutors, For they are too strong for me. 7 "Bring my soul out of prison, So that I may give thanks to Your name; The righteous will surround me, For You will deal bountifully with me." New American Standard Copyright © 1960, 1962, 1963, 1968, 1971, 1972,
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