1 I cry aloud to the LORD;
I lift up my voice to the LORD for mercy.
2 I pour out before him my complaint;
before him I tell my trouble.
Everyone needs a person they can confide in. Someone they can turn to, to complain or to pour their hearts out. At the end of a long and sometimes difficult day, my fiancée and I would share how our day went, sometimes seeking ideas, bust mostly to just have a listening ear.
Without that ‘therapeutic session’, I would definitely have felt more miserable and stressed out as the week went along.
Here, King David’s confidante is God himself.
3 When my spirit grows faint within me,
it is you who watch over my way.
King David made a good choice in his confidante, as God is always watching over his ways.
Especially so when the world seems cruel and cold.
4 Look and see, there is no one at my right hand;
no one is concerned for me.
I have no refuge;
no one cares for my life.
Who is your confidante?