Psalm 142:4-6

Revised Geneva Translation

⁴ I looked on my right hand and beheld, but there was no one who knew me. All refuge failed me. No one cared for my soul.

⁵ I cried to You, O LORD, and said, “You are my Hope, my portion in the land of the living.

⁶ “Listen to my cry, for I am brought very low. Deliver me from my persecutors, for they are too strong for me.