51 My eye affects my soul, because of all the daughters of my city.
52 They have chased me sore like a bird, those who are my enemies without cause.
53 They have cut off my life in the dungeon, and have cast a stone on me.
54 Waters flowed over my head; I said, I am cut off.
55 I called on your name, Yahweh, out of the lowest dungeon.
56 You heard my voice; don`t hide your ear at my breathing, at my cry.
57 You drew near in the day that I called on you; you said, Don`t be afraid.
