1I cry with my voice to Adonai. With my voice, I ask Adonai for mercy.

2I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.

3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, you knew my route. On the path in which I walk, they have hidden a snare for me.

4Look on my right, and see; for there is no one who is concerned for me.
Refuge has fled from me.
No one cares for my soul.

5I cried to you, Adonai. I said, “You are my refuge,
my portion in the land of the living.”

6Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need. Deliver me from my persecutors, For they are stronger than me.

7Bring my soul out of prison, that I may yadah ·extend hands in thankful praise· to your name. The upright will surround me, for you will be good to me.