I spill out all my complaints before him, and spell out my troubles in detail:
"As I sink in despair, my spirit ebbing away, you know how I'm feeling, Know the danger I'm in, the traps hidden in my path.
Look right, look left - there's not a soul who cares what happens! I'm up against it, with no exit - bereft, left alone.
I cry out, God, call out: 'You're my last chance, my only hope for life!'
Oh listen, please listen; I've never been this low. Rescue me from those who are hunting me down; I'm no match for them.
Get me out of this dungeon so I can thank you in public. Your people will form a circle around me and you'll bring me showers of blessing!"