Why, Lord, do you stand far off? Why do you pay no attention during times of trouble?

The wicked have no chance for deliverance, for they do not seek your statutes.

You know when I sit down and when I get up; even from far away you understand my motives.

Because of my condition, even my friends and acquaintances keep their distance; my neighbors stand far away.

You answer our prayers by performing awesome acts of deliverance, O God, our savior. All the ends of the earth trust in you, as well as those living across the wide seas.

For the music director; according to the tune “Morning Doe;” a psalm of David. My God, my God, why have you abandoned me? I groan in prayer, but help seems far away.

For the music director; according to the yonath-elem-rechovim style; a prayer of David, written when the Philistines captured him in Gath. Have mercy on me, O God, for men are attacking me! All day long hostile enemies are tormenting me.