51 My eyes bring me griefbecause of the fate of all the women in my city.
52 For no apparent reason, my enemies hunted me like a bird.
53 They dropped me alive into a pit and threw stones at me.
54 Water flooded over my head, and I thought: I’m going to die!
55 I called on Your name, Yahweh,from the depths of the Pit.
56 You hear my plea:Do not ignore my cry for relief.
57 You come near when I call on You;You say: “Do not be afraid.”