Oração no meio de grande perigo
Salmo didático de Davi. Oração que fez quando estava na caverna

1 Ao Senhor ergo a minha voz e clamo,

com a minha voz suplico ao Senhor.

2 Derramo perante ele a minha queixa,

à sua presença exponho a minha tribulação.

3 Quando dentro de mim me esmorece o espírito,

conheces a minha vereda.

No caminho em que ando,

me ocultam armadilha.

4 Olha à minha direita e vê,

pois não há quem me reconheça,

nenhum lugar de refúgio,

ninguém que por mim se interesse.

5 A ti clamo, Senhor,

e digo: tu és o meu refúgio,

o meu quinhão na terra dos viventes.

6 Atende o meu clamor,

pois me vejo muito fraco.

Livra-me dos meus perseguidores,

porque são mais fortes do que eu.

7 Tira a minha alma do cárcere,

para que eu dê graças ao teu nome;

os justos me rodearão,

quando me fizeres esse bem.

Maschil of David, when he was in the cave; a Prayer.

1 I cry with my voice unto Jehovah;

With my voice unto Jehovah do I make supplication.

2 I pour out my complaint before him;

I show before him my trouble.

3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me,

Thou knewest my path.

In the way wherein I walk

Have they hidden a snare for me.

4 Look on my right hand, and see;

For there is no man that knoweth me:

Refuge hath failed me;

No man careth for my soul.

5 I cried unto thee, O Jehovah;

I said, Thou art my refuge,

My portion in the land of the living.

6 Attend unto my cry;

For I am brought very low:

Deliver me from my persecutors;

For they are stronger than I.

7 Bring 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.

1 I cry aloud to the LORD; I lift up my voice to the LORD for mercy.

2 I pour out before him my complaint; before him I tell my trouble.

3 When my spirit grows faint within me, it is you who watch over my way. In the path where I walk people have hidden a snare for me.

4 Look and see, there is no one at my right hand; no one is concerned for me. I have no refuge; no one cares for my life.

5 I cry to you, LORD; I say, "You are my refuge, my portion in the land of the living."

6 Listen to my cry, for I am in desperate need; rescue me from those who pursue me, for they are too strong for me.

7 Set me free from my prison, that I may praise your name. Then the righteous will gather about me because of your goodness to me.