Hear my cry, for I am very low. Rescue me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me.
The Lord protects those of childlike faith; I was facing death, and he saved me.
He remembered us in our weakness. His faithful love endures forever.
My enemy has chased me. He has knocked me to the ground and forces me to live in darkness like those in the grave.
Come quickly, Lord, and answer me, for my depression deepens. Don’t turn away from me, or I will die.
O Lord, hear my plea for justice. Listen to my cry for help. Pay attention to my prayer, for it comes from honest lips.
He rescued me from my powerful enemies, from those who hated me and were too strong for me.
Yet I am confident I will see the Lord’s goodness while I am here in the land of the living.
O Lord, I have so many enemies; so many are against me.
I have many aggressive enemies; they hate me without reason.
So we will not fear when earthquakes come and the mountains crumble into the sea.
They have set an ambush for me. Fierce enemies are out there waiting, Lord, though I have not sinned or offended them.
Do not hold us guilty for the sins of our ancestors! Let your compassion quickly meet our needs, for we are on the brink of despair.
This I declare about the Lord: He alone is my refuge, my place of safety; he is my God, and I trust him.
Who dares accuse us whom God has chosen for his own? No one—for God himself has given us right standing with himself.
No, despite all these things, overwhelming victory is ours through Christ, who loved us.
Who is the king of Israel trying to catch anyway? Should he spend his time chasing one who is as worthless as a dead dog or a single flea?