Psalms 142:3-7

When my spirit felt weak within me, You knew my path. In the way where I walk They have hidden a trap for me.

Look to the right and see; For there is no one who regards me favorably; There is no escape for me; No one cares for my soul.

I cried out to You, Lord; I said, “You are my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.

“Give Your attention to my cry, For I have been brought very low; Rescue me from my persecutors, For they are too strong for me.

“Bring my soul out of prison, So that I may give thanks to Your name; The righteous will surround me, For You will look after me.”