1 I cry with my voice to Yahweh.

With my voice, I ask Yahweh for mercy.

2 I pour out my complaint before him.

I tell him my troubles.

3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me,

you knew my route.

On the path in which I walk,

they have hidden a snare for me.

4 Look on my right, and see;

for there is no one who is concerned for me.

Refuge has fled from me.

No one cares for my soul.

5 I cried to you, Yahweh.

I said, "You are my refuge,

my portion in the land of the living."

6 Listen to my cry,

for I am in desperate need.

Deliver me from my persecutors,

for they are too strong for me.

7 Bring my soul out of prison,

that I may give thanks to your name.

The righteous will surround me,

for you will be good to me.

1 'n Onderwysing van Dawid, toe hy in die spelonk was. 'n Gebed.

2 Hardop roep ek die HERE aan, hardop smeek ek die HERE.

3 Ek stort my klagte uit voor sy aangesig; ek maak voor sy aangesig my nood bekend.

4 As my gees in my versmag, dan ken U my pad. Op die pad wat ek moet gaan, het hulle 'n vangnet vir my gespan.

5 Ek sien uit na regs en kyk, maar daar is niemand wat my ken nie; die toevlug is vir my verlore; niemand vra na my nie.

6 Ek roep U aan, o HERE! Ek sê: U is my skuilplek, my deel in die land van die lewendes.

7 Luister na my smeking, want ek is baie swak; red my van my vervolgers, want hulle is vir my te sterk. [ (Psalms 142:8) Lei my siel uit die gevangenis om u Naam te loof. Die regverdiges sal my omring as U aan my goed doen. ]