Psalm 142
Maschil of David, when he was in the cave; a Prayer.
With my voice unto Jehovah do I make supplication.
I show before him my trouble.
Thou knewest my path.
In the way wherein I walk
Have they hidden a snare for me.
For there is no man that knoweth me:
Refuge hath failed me;
No man careth for my soul.
I said, Thou art my refuge,
My portion in the land of the living.
For I am brought very low:
Deliver me from my persecutors;
For they are stronger than I.
That I may give thanks unto thy name:
The righteous shall compass me about;
For thou wilt deal bountifully with me.