Of the understanding to David; a prayer in his being in the cave. With my voice I will cry to Jehovah; with my voice I will entreat to Jehovah.

Looking upon the right hand, and seeing, and none caring for me: flight perished from me; none sought for my soul

Bring forth my soul out of prison to praise thy name: the just shall surround upon me; for thou wilt benefit to me.

I cried to thee, O Jehovah: I said, Thou my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.

In my spirit languishing upon me, and thou knewest my beaten paths. In the way which I shall go they hid a snare for me.

Attend to my cry, for I languished greatly: deliver me from those pursuing me, for they were strengthened above me.

I will pour out before him my complaint; I will announce my straits before him.