A Maskil of David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer.
In the path where I walk they have hidden a trap for me.
4I look to the right and watch, but there is none who takes notice of me;
no refuge remains to me, no man cares for me.
5I cry to thee, O LORD;
I say, Thou art my refuge,
my portion in the land of the living.
6Give heed to my cry;
for I am brought very low!
Deliver me from my persecutors;
for they are too strong for me!
7Bring me out of prison,
that I may give thanks to thy name!
The righteous will surround me;
for thou wilt deal bountifully with me.
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