PSALMS 142:4-7

⁴Look on my right hand, and see; for there is no man that knoweth me: refuge hath failed me; no man careth for my soul.

⁵I cried unto thee, O LORD; I said, Thou art my refuge, my portion in the land of the living.

⁶Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low: deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.

⁷Bring my soul out of prison, that I may give thanks unto thy name: the righteous shall compass me about; for thou shalt deal bountifully with me.