New English Translation
A well-written song by David, when he was in the cave; a prayer.
1 To the LORD I cry out; to the LORD I plead for mercy.
2 I pour out my lament before him; I tell him about my troubles.
3 Even when my strength leaves me, you watch my footsteps. In the path where I walk they have hidden a trap for me.
4 Look to the right and see! No one cares about me. I have nowhere to run; no one is concerned about my life.
5 I cry out to you, O LORD; I say, "You are my shelter, my security in the land of the living."
6 Listen to my cry for help, for I am in serious trouble! Rescue me from those who chase me, for they are stronger than I am.
7 Free me from prison, that I may give thanks to your name. Because of me the godly will assemble, for you will vindicate me.
King James Version
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.