I call to the Lord for help; I plead with him.
I bring him all my complaints; I tell him all my troubles.
When I am ready to give up, he knows what I should do. In the path where I walk, my enemies have hidden a trap for me.
When I look beside me, I see that there is no one to help me, no one to protect me. No one cares for me.
Lord, I cry to you for help; you, Lord, are my protector; you are all I want in this life.
Listen to my cry for help, for I am sunk in despair. Save me from my enemies; they are too strong for me.
Set me free from my distress; a then in the assembly of your people I will praise you because of your goodness to me.