A Plea for Relief from Persecutors

A Contemplation of David. A Prayer when he was in the cave.
  1I cry out to the Lord with my voice;
   With my voice to the Lord I make my supplication.
   2I pour out my complaint before Him;
   I declare before Him my trouble.
  3When 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.
   4Look on my right hand and see,
   For there is no one who acknowledges me;
   Refuge has failed me;
   No one cares for my soul.
  5I cried out to You, O Lord:
   I said, “You are my refuge,
   My portion in the land of the living.
   6Attend to my cry,
   For I am brought very low;
   Deliver me from my persecutors,
   For they are stronger than I.
   7Bring my soul out of prison,
   That I may praise Your name;
   The righteous shall surround me,
   For You shall deal bountifully with me.”