1 A maskil of David. When he was in the cave. A prayer. I cry aloud to the Lord; I lift up my voice to the Lord for mercy.
2 before him I tell my trouble.
3 it is you who know my way. In the path where I walk men have hidden a snare for me.
4 no one is concerned for me. I have no refuge; no one cares for my life.
5 I say, “You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.”
6 for I am in desperate need; rescue me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me.
7 that I may praise your name. Then the righteous will gather about me because of your goodness to me.
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