1 <Maschil. Of David. A prayer when he was in the hole of the rock.> The sound of my cry went up to the Lord; with my voice I made my prayer for grace to the Lord.

1 מַשְׂכִּ֥יל לְדָוִ֑ד בִּהְיֹותֹ֖ו בַמְּעָרָ֣ה תְפִלָּֽה׃

2 I put all my sorrows before him; and made clear to him all my trouble.

2 קֹ֭ולִי אֶל־יְהוָ֣ה אֶזְעָ֑ק קֹ֝ולִ֗י אֶל־יְהוָ֥ה אֶתְחַנָּֽן׃

3 When my spirit is overcome, your eyes are on my goings; nets have been secretly placed in the way in which I go.

3 אֶשְׁפֹּ֣ךְ לְפָנָ֣יו שִׂיחִ֑י צָ֝רָתִ֗י לְפָנָ֥יו אַגִּֽיד׃

4 Looking to my right side, I saw no man who was my friend: I had no safe place; no one had any care for my soul.

4 בְּהִתְעַטֵּ֬ף עָלַ֨י׀ רוּחִ֗י וְאַתָּה֮ יָדַ֪עְתָּ נְֽתִיבָ֫תִ֥י בְּאֹֽרַח־ז֥וּ אֲהַלֵּ֑ךְ טָמְנ֖וּ פַ֣ח לִֽי׃

5 I have made my cry to you, O Lord; I have said, You are my safe place, and my heritage in the land of the living.

5 הַבֵּ֤יט יָמִ֨ין׀ וּרְאֵה֮ וְאֵֽין־לִ֪י מַ֫כִּ֥יר אָבַ֣ד מָנֹ֣וס מִמֶּ֑נִּי אֵ֖ין דֹּורֵ֣שׁ לְנַפְשִֽׁי׃

6 Give ear to my cry, for I am made very low: take me out of the hands of my haters, for they are stronger than I.

6 זָעַ֥קְתִּי אֵלֶ֗יךָ יְה֫וָ֥ה אָ֭מַרְתִּי אַתָּ֣ה מַחְסִ֑י חֶ֝לְקִ֗י בְּאֶ֣רֶץ הַֽחַיִּים׃

7 Take my soul out of prison, so that I may give praise to your name: the upright will give praise because of me; for you have given me a full reward.

7 הַקְשִׁ֤יבָה׀ אֶֽל־רִנָּתִי֮ כִּֽי־דַלֹּ֪ותִ֫י מְאֹ֥ד הַצִּילֵ֥נִי מֵרֹדְפַ֑י כִּ֖י אָמְצ֣וּ מִמֶּֽנִּי׃