During the evening, morning, and noontime I will lament and moan, and he will hear me.

A well-written song by David, when he was in the cave; a prayer. To the Lord I cry out; to the Lord I plead for mercy.

When I am afraid, I trust in you.

Indeed I am composed and quiet, like a young child carried by its mother; I am content like the young child I carry.

The Lord judges the nations. Vindicate me, Lord, because I am innocent, because I am blameless, O Exalted One!

Protect me and deliver me! Please do not let me be humiliated, for I have taken shelter in you!

If the Lord had not helped me, I would have laid down in the silence of death.

Do not completely deprive me of a truthful testimony, for I await your justice.

But I trust in your faithfulness. May I rejoice because of your deliverance!

I am safe, and among the worshipers I will praise the Lord.

Hear, O Lord, and have mercy on me! O Lord, deliver me!”

They repay me evil for the good I have done; I am overwhelmed with sorrow.

I praise you constantly and speak of your splendor all day long.

Raise me to a position of great honor! Turn and comfort me!

For the music director, a psalm of David. O God whom I praise, do not ignore me!

I desperately long to know your regulations at all times.

ד (Dalet) I collapse in the dirt. Revive me with your word!

I collapse from grief. Sustain me by your word!

Give me a desire for your rules, rather than for wealth gained unjustly.

Distress and hardship confront me, yet I find delight in your commands.