Psalms 142:4-7

⁴I beheld to the right side, and I saw; and none there was that knew me. Flight perished from me; and none there is that seeketh to help my soul.

⁵Lord, I cried to thee; I said, Thou art mine hope; my part in the land of livers.

⁶Give thou attention to my beseech-ing; for I am made low full greatly. Deliver thou me from them that pur-sue me; for they be comforted on or over me.

⁷Lead my soul out of keeping to acknowledge to thy name; just or rightwise men abide me, till thou yield to me.