¹² When he maketh inquisition for blood, he remembereth them: he forgetteth not the cry of the humble.

¹⁸ Look upon mine affliction and my pain; and forgive all my sins.

⁷ I will be glad and rejoice in thy mercy: for thou hast considered my trouble; thou hast known my soul in adversities;

²³ Stir up thyself, and awake to my judgment, even unto my cause, my God and my Lord.

⁴ They run and prepare themselves without my fault: awake to help me, and behold.

¹⁴ Return, we beseech thee, O God of hosts: look down from heaven, and behold, and visit this vine;

⁴¹ Yet setteth he the poor on high from affliction, and maketh him families like a flock.

⁵⁰ This is my comfort in my affliction: for thy word hath quickened me.

¹⁵³ Consider mine affliction, and deliver me: for I do not forget thy law.