I call out to the Lord. I pray to him for his favor.
I pour out my problem to him. I tell him about my trouble.
When I grow weak, you know what I'm going through. In the path where I walk, people have hidden a trap to catch me.
Look around me, and you will see that no one is concerned about me. I have no place of safety. No one cares whether I live or die.
Lord, I cry out to you. I say, "You are my place of safety. You are everything I need in this life."
Listen to my cry. I am in great need. Save me from those who are chasing me. They are too strong for me.
My troubles are like a prison. Set me free so I can praise your name. Then those who do what is right will gather around me because you have been good to me.