Psalms 142:5-7

⁵(142:6) I cried unto thee, O Lord: I said, Thou art my refuge, my portion in the land of life.

⁶(142:7) Listen unto my entreaty; for I am very miserable: deliver me from my pursuers; for they are too mighty for me.

⁷(142:8) Bring forth out of prison my soul, that I may thank thy name: with me shall the righteous crown themselves, when thou wilt deal bountifully with me.