Psalms 142:2-7

²I pour out my plaint before him; I shew before him my trouble.

³When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they hidden a snare for me.

⁴Look on the right hand and see; there is no man that knoweth me: refuge hath failed me; no man careth for my soul.

⁵I cried unto thee, Jehovah; I said, Thou art my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.

⁶Attend unto my cry, for I am brought very low; deliver me from my persecutors, for they are stronger than I.

⁷Bring my soul out of prison, that I may celebrate thy name. The righteous shall surround me, because thou dealest bountifully with me.