I cried unto the Lord with my voice….

I poured out my complaint before him….

I cried unto thee, O Lord: I said,
Thou art my refuge….

Attend unto my cry;
for I am brought very low:
deliver me from my persecutors;
for they are stronger than I.

Bring my soul out of prison,
that I may praise thy name:
the righteous shall compass me about;
for thou shalt deal bountifully with me.

Psalm 142

This psalm really “clicks” for me….