Title A maskil of David. When he was in the cave. A prayer.

1 I cry aloud to the Lord;

I lift up my voice to the Lord for mercy.

2 I pour out before him my complaint;

before him I tell my trouble.

3 When my spirit grows faint within me,

it is you who watch over my way.

In the path where I walk

people have hidden a snare for me.

4 Look and see, there is no one at my right hand;

no one is concerned for me.

I have no refuge;

no one cares for my life.

5 I cry to you, Lord;

I say, “You are my refuge,

my portion in the land of the living.”

6 Listen to my cry,

for I am in desperate need;

rescue me from those who pursue me,

for they are too strong for me.

7 Set me free from my prison,

that I may praise your name.

Then the righteous will gather about me

because of your goodness to me.

Title A Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer.

1 With my voice I cry out to the Lord;

with my voice I plead for mercy to the Lord.

2 I pour out my complaint before him;

I tell my trouble before him.

3 When my spirit faints within me,

you know my way!

In the path where I walk

they have hidden a trap for me.

4 Look to the right and see:

there is none who takes notice of me;

no refuge remains to me;

no one cares for my soul.

5 I cry to you, O Lord;

I say, “You are my refuge,

my portion in the land of the living.”

6 Attend to my cry,

for I am brought very low!

Deliver me from my persecutors,

for they are too strong for me!

7 Bring me out of prison,

that I may give thanks to your name!

The righteous will surround me,

for you will deal bountifully with me.

Title Maschil of David; A Prayer when he was in the cave.

1 I cried unto the Lord with my voice;

With my voice unto the Lord did I make my supplication.

2 I poured out my complaint before him;

I shewed before him my trouble.

3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me,

Then thou knewest my path.

In the way wherein I walked

Have they privily laid a snare for me.

4 I looked on my right hand, and beheld,

But there was no man that would know me:

Refuge failed me;

No man cared for my soul.

5 I cried unto thee, O Lord:

I said, Thou art my refuge

And my portion in the land of the living.

6 Attend unto my cry;

For I am brought very low:

Deliver me from my persecutors;

For they are stronger than I.

7 Bring my soul out of prison,

That I may praise thy name:

The righteous shall compass me about;

For thou shalt deal bountifully with me.

Title A psalm of David, regarding his experience in the cave. A prayer.

1 I cry out to the Lord;

I plead for the Lord’s mercy.

2 I pour out my complaints before him

and tell him all my troubles.

3 When I am overwhelmed,

you alone know the way I should turn.

Wherever I go,

my enemies have set traps for me.

4 I look for someone to come and help me,

but no one gives me a passing thought!

No one will help me;

no one cares a bit what happens to me.

5 Then I pray to you, O Lord.

I say, “You are my place of refuge.

You are all I really want in life.

6 Hear my cry,

for I am very low.

Rescue me from my persecutors,

for they are too strong for me.

7 Bring me out of prison

so I can thank you.

The godly will crowd around me,

for you are good to me.”

Title A Contemplation Of David. A Prayer When He Was in the Cave.

1 I cry out to the Lord with my voice;

With my voice to the Lord I make my supplication.

2 I pour out my complaint before Him;

I declare before Him my trouble.

3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me,

Then You knew my path.

In the way in which I walk

They have secretly set a snare for me.

4 Look on my right hand and see,

For there is no one who acknowledges me;

Refuge has failed 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 Attend to my cry,

For I am brought very low;

Deliver me from my persecutors,

For they are stronger than I.

7 Bring my soul out of prison,

That I may praise Your name;

The righteous shall surround me,

For You shall deal bountifully with me.”

Title A maskil of David when he was in the cave. A prayer.

1 I cry out to the Lord;

I pray to the Lord for mercy.

2 I pour out my problems to him;

I tell him my troubles.

3 When I am afraid,

you, Lord, know the way out.

In the path where I walk,

a trap is hidden for me.

4 Look around me and see.

No one cares about me.

I have no place of safety;

no one cares if I live.

5 Lord, I cry out to you.

I say, “You are my protection.

You are all I want in this life.”

6 Listen to my cry,

because I am helpless.

Save me from those who are chasing me,

because they are too strong for me.

7 Free me from my prison,

and then I will praise your name.

Then good people will surround me,

because you have taken care of me.

Title Maschil of David, when he was in the cave; a Prayer.

1 I cry with my voice unto Jehovah;

With my voice unto Jehovah do I make supplication.

2 I pour out my complaint before him;

I show before him my trouble.

3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me,

Thou knewest my path.

In the way wherein I walk

Have they hidden a snare for me.

4 Look on my right hand, and see;

For there is no man that knoweth me:

Refuge hath failed me;

No man careth for my soul.

5 I cried unto thee, O Jehovah;

I said, Thou art my refuge,

My portion in the land of the living.

6 Attend unto my cry;

For I am brought very low:

Deliver me from my persecutors;

For they are stronger than I.

7 Bring my soul out of prison,

That I may give thanks unto thy name:

The righteous shall compass me about;

For thou wilt deal bountifully with me.

Title An instruction of David; when he was in the cave: a prayer.

1 I cry unto Jehovah with my voice: with my voice unto Jehovah do I make supplication. 2 I pour out my plaint before him; I shew before him my trouble. 3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they hidden a snare for me.

4 Look on the right hand and see; there is no man that knoweth me: refuge hath failed me; no man careth for my soul. 5 I cried unto thee, Jehovah; I said, Thou art my refuge, my portion in the land of the living. 6 Attend unto my cry, for I am brought very low; deliver me from my persecutors, for they are stronger than I. 7 Bring my soul out of prison, that I may celebrate thy name. The righteous shall surround me, because thou dealest bountifully with me.

Title A maskilby David when he was in the cave; a prayer. 

1 Loudly, I cry to the Lord. 

Loudly, I plead with the Lord for mercy. 

2 I pour out my complaints in his presence 

and tell him my troubles. 

3 When I begin to lose hope, 

you ⸤already⸥ know what I am experiencing. 

⸤My enemies⸥ have hidden a trap for me on the path where I walk. 

4 Look to my right and see that no one notices me. 

Escape is impossible for me. 

No one cares about me. 

5 I call out to you, O Lord. 

I say, “You are my refuge, 

my own inheritance in this world of the living.” 

6 Pay attention to my cry for help 

because I am very weak. 

Rescue me from those who pursue me 

because they are too strong for me. 

7 Release my soul from prison 

so that I may give thanks to your name. 

Righteous people will surround me 

because you are good to me. 

Title A Davidic Maskil. When he was in the cave. A prayer.

1 I cry aloud to the Lord;

I plead aloud to the Lord for mercy.

2 I pour out my complaint before Him;

I reveal my trouble to Him.

3 Although my spirit is weak within me,

You know my way.

Along this path I travel

they have hidden a trap for me.

4 Look to the right and see:

no one stands up for me;

there is no refuge for me;

no one cares about me.

5 I cry to You, Lord;

I say, “You are my shelter,

my portion in the land of the living.”

6 Listen to my cry,

for I am very weak.

Rescue me from those who pursue me,

for they are too strong for me.

7 Free me from prison

so that I can praise Your name.

The righteous will gather around me

because You deal generously with me.

Title A maskil of David.

When he was in the cave. A prayer.

1 I cry out with my voice to Yahweh;

I implore favor with my voice to Yahweh.

2 I pour out my complaint before him;

I declare my trouble before him.

3 When my spirit faints within me,

you know my way.

On the path where I walk,

they have hidden a trap for me;

4 look to my right and see.

There is no one looking out for me;

there is no escape for me;

no one cares for my soul.

5 I cry out to you, O Yahweh.

I say, “You are my refuge,

my portion in the land of the living.”

6 Attend to my cry,

for I am brought very low.

Deliver me from my pursuers,

for they are stronger than I.

7 Bring me out of prison,

that I may give thanks to your name.

The righteous will encircle me,

because you will deal bountifully with me.

Title A prayer of David when he was in the cave. A maskil.

1 I call out to the Lord.

I pray to him for his favor.

2 I pour out my problem to him.

I tell him about my trouble.

3 When I grow weak,

you know what I’m going through.

In the path where I walk,

people have hidden a trap to catch me.

4 Look around me, and you will see

that no one is concerned about me.

I have no place of safety.

No one cares whether I live or die.

5 Lord, I cry out to you.

I say, “You are my place of safety.

You are everything I need in this life.”

6 Listen to my cry.

I am in great need.

Save me from those who are chasing me.

They are too strong for me.

7 My troubles are like a prison.

Set me free so I can praise your name.

Then those who do what is right will gather around me

because you have been good to me.

Title Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer.

1 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.”