1 I cry out to the Lord;

I plead for the Lord’s mercy.

2 I pour out my complaints before him

and tell him all my troubles.

3 When I am overwhelmed,

you alone know the way I should turn.

Wherever I go,

my enemies have set traps for me.

4 I look for someone to come and help me,

but no one gives me a passing thought!

No one will help me;

no one cares a bit what happens to me.

5 Then I pray to you, O Lord.

I say, "You are my place of refuge.

You are all I really want in life.

6 Hear my cry,

for I am very low.

Rescue me from my persecutors,

for they are too strong for me.

7 Bring me out of prison

so I can thank you.

The godly will crowd around me,

for you are good to me."