A contemplation by David, when he was in the cave. A Prayer.
1I cry with my voice to the Lord.
With my voice, I ask the Lord for mercy.
2I pour out my complaint before Him.
I tell Him my troubles.
3When my spirit was overwhelmed within me,
You knew my route.
On the path in which I walk,
they have hidden a snare for me.
4Look 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.
5I cried to You, Lord.
I said, “You are my refuge,
my portion in the land of the living.”
6Listen to my cry,
for I am in desperate need.
Deliver me from my persecutors,
for they are too strong for me.
7Bring 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.
1Intellectus David, cum esset in spelunca, oratio.
2Voce mea ad Dominum clamavi, voce mea ad Dominum deprecatus sum. 3Effundo in conspectu ejus orationem meam, et tribulationem meam ante ipsum pronuntio: 4in deficiendo ex me spiritum meum, et tu cognovisti semitas meas. In via hac qua ambulabam absconderunt laqueum mihi. 5Considerabam ad dexteram, et videbam, et non erat qui cognosceret me: periit fuga a me, et non est qui requirat animam meam. 6Clamavi ad te, Domine; dixi: Tu es spes mea, portio mea in terra viventium. 7Intende ad deprecationem meam, quia humiliatus sum nimis. Libera me a persequentibus me, quia confortati sunt super me. 8Educ de custodia animam meam ad confitendum nomini tuo; me exspectant justi donec retribuas mihi.