Listen to this prayer of mine, God; pay attention to what I'm asking. Answer me - you're famous for your answers! Do what's right for me.
But don't, please don't, haul me into court; not a person alive would be acquitted there.
The enemy hunted me down; he kicked me and stomped me within an inch of my life. He put me in a black hole, buried me like a corpse in that dungeon.
I sat there in despair, my spirit draining away, my heart heavy, like lead.
I remembered the old days, went over all you've done, pondered the ways you've worked,
Stretched out my hands to you, as thirsty for you as a desert thirsty for rain.