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.”
57 You drew near on the day I called on You,And said, “Do not fear!”