1 A Psalm of David, when his son Absalom was pursuing him. O Lord, hear my prayer. Incline your ear to my supplication in your truth. Heed me according to your justice.
2 And do not enter into judgment with your servant. For all the living will not be justified in your sight.
3 For the enemy has pursued my soul. He has lowered my life to the earth. He has stationed me in darkness, like the dead of ages past.
4 And my spirit has been in anguish over me. My heart within me has been disturbed.
5 I have called to mind the days of antiquity. I have been meditating on all your works. I have meditated on the workings of your hands.
6 I have extended my hands to you. My soul is like a land without water before you.