2
I pour out my complaint before him, I tell my trouble before him.
3
When my spirit is faint, thou knowest my way! In the path where I walk they have hidden a trap for me.
4
I look to the right and watch, but there is none who takes notice of me; no refuge remains to me, no man cares for me.
5
I cry to thee, O LORD; I say, Thou art my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.
6
Give heed to my cry; for I am brought very low! Deliver me from my persecutors; for they are too strong for me!
Revised Standard Version of the Bible, copyright 1952 [2nd edition, 1971] by the Division of Christian Education of the National Council of the Churches of Christ in the United States of America. Used by permission. All rights reserved.