1 I cry aloud to the Lord; ♦
to the Lord I make my supplication.
2 I pour out my complaint before him ♦
and tell him of my trouble.
3 When my spirit faints within me, you know my path; ♦
in the way wherein I walk have they laid a snare for me.
4 I look to my right hand, and find no one who knows me; ♦
I have no place to flee to, and no one cares for my soul.
5 I cry out to you, O Lord, and say: ♦
‘You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.
6 ‘Listen to my cry, for I am brought very low; ♦
save me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me.
7 ‘Bring my soul out of prison,
that I may give thanks to your name; ♦
when you have dealt bountifully with me,
then shall the righteous gather around me.’