51 My eyes bring suffering to my soul
Because of all the daughters of my city.
52 My enemies
awithout cause
Hunted me down like a bird.
53 They
1 silenced my life
ain the pit
And
bthrew stones at me.
54 aThe waters flowed over my head;
bI said, “I am cut off!”
55 aI called on Your name, O
Lord,
From the lowest
bpit.
56 aYou have heard my voice:
“Do not hide Your ear
From my sighing, from my cry for help.”
57 You
adrew near on the day I called on You,
And said,
b“Do not fear!”
New King James Version®, Copyright© 1982, Thomas Nelson. All rights reserved.
