A prayer of David when he was in the cave. A maskil.
1I call out to the LORD. I pray to him for mercy.2I pour out my problem to him. I tell him about my trouble.3When I grow weak, you are watching over my life. In the path where I walk, people have hidden a trap to catch me.4Look and see that no one is on my right side to help me. No one is concerned about me. I have no place of safety. No one cares whether I live or die.5LORD, I cry out to you. I say, ‘You are my place of safety. You are everything I need in this life.’6Listen to my cry. I am in great need. Save me from those who are chasing me. They are too strong for me.7My 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.