2 Before him I pour out my concern;

Before him I tell about my distress+

 3 When my spirit* fails within me.

In the path where I walk,

They hide a trap for me.

 4 My spirit* is failing;+

My heart is numb within me.+

 5 I remember the days of old;

I meditate on all your activity;+

I eagerly ponder over* the work of your hands.