Psalms 142:2

I cry with my voice to the LORD.

With my voice, I ask the LORD for mercy.

When my spirit was overwhelmed within me,

you knew my route.

On the path in which I walk,

they have hidden a snare for me.

Look on my right, and see;

for there is no one who is concerned for me.

Refuge has fled from me.

No one cares for my soul.

I cried to you, LORD.

I said, “You are my refuge,

my portion in the land of the living.”