2 I cried to the Lord with my voice;

With my voice I made supplication to the Lord.

3 I will pour out before him my supplication:

I will declare before him mine affliction.

4 When my spirit was fainting within me,

Then thou knewest my paths;

In the very way wherein I was walking, they hid a snare for me.

5 I looked on my right hand, and behold,

For there was none that noticed me;

Refuge failed me;

And there was none that cared for my soul.

6 I cried unto thee, O Lord,

And said, Thou art my hope,

My portion in the land of the living.

7 Attend to my supplication,

For I am brought very low;

Deliver me from them that persecute me;

For they are stronger than I.

8 Bring my soul out of prison,

That I may give thanks to thy name, O Lord;

The righteous shall wait for me, until thou recompense me.