Psalm 1 42.
Masco of David.
A prayer when he was in the cave.
I cried unto the Lord with my voice, with my voice into the Lord.
Did I make my supplication?
I poured out my complaint before him.
I showed before him my trouble.
When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then they'll newest my path.
And the way we're in, I walked have, they privily laid a snare for me.
I looked on my right hand and behold, but there was no man that would know me.
Refuge failed me.
No man cared for my soul.
I cried into the Lord.
I said, thou art, my refuge, and my portion in the land of the living.
Attend unto my cry.
For, I am brought very low.
Deliver me from my persecutors for, they are stronger than I.
Bring my soul out of prison that I may praise by name.
The rights is how compass me about for thou shall deal bountifully with me.