1I cry with my voice unto Jehovah;With my voice unto Jehovah do I make supplication.2I pour out my complaint before him;I show before him my trouble.3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me,Thou knewest my path.In the way wherein I walkHave they hidden a snare for me.4Look on my right hand, and see;For there is no man that knoweth me:Refuge hath failed me;No man careth for my soul.5I cried unto thee, O Jehovah;I said, Thou art my refuge,My portion in the land of the living.6Attend unto my cry;For I am brought very low:Deliver me from my persecutors;For they are stronger than I.7Bring my soul out of prison,That I may give thanks unto thy name:The righteous shall compass me about;For thou wilt deal bountifully with me.