
1 I cry for mercy to the LORD;
to him I lift my voice in prayer.
2 Before the LORD I bring my plea;
to him my trouble I declare.
3 Each time my spirit faints in me,
you know my path, you know my way;
for hidden on the path I walk,
a deadly snare for me they lay.
4 Look to my right hand and take note:
no one has shown concern for me.
I have no refuge; no one cares
for me in my adversity.
5 I cry to you, O LORD, my God.
I say to you amid the strife,
“You are my trust and hiding place,
my portion in the land of life.”
6 LORD, listen to my cry for help,
for I am in extremity.
Save me from those who seek my life,
because they are too strong for me.
7 So that I may give thanks to you,
from captivity set me free.
The righteous then will gather round,
because you’ve shown your love to me.
– Sing Psalms, alt.