Psalms 141:5-7

⁵I looked on my right hand, and behold, for there was none that noticed me; refuge failed me; and there was none that cared for my soul.

⁶I cried unto thee, O Lord, and said, Thou art my hope, my portion in the land of the living.

⁷Attend to my supplication, for I am brought very low; deliver me from them that persecute me; for they are stronger than I.