50 Till the Lord from heavenLooks down and sees.
51 My eyes bring suffering to my soulBecause of all the daughters of my city.
52 My enemies without causeHunted me down like a bird.
53 They silenced my life in the pitAnd threw stones at me.
54 The waters flowed over my head;I said, “I am cut off!”
55 I called on Your name, O Lord,From the lowest pit.
56 You have heard my voice:“Do not hide Your earFrom my sighing, from my cry for help.”