¹⁷ Lord, how long wilt thou look on? Rescue my soul from their destructions, My darling from the lions.

¹³ Thou that art of purer eyes than to behold evil, and that canst not look on perverseness, wherefore lookest thou upon them that deal treacherously, and holdest thy peace when the wicked swalloweth up the man that is more righteous than he;

²⁰ Deliver my soul from the sword, My darling from the power of the dog.

²¹ Save me from the lion's mouth; Yea, from the horns of the wild-oxen thou hast answered me.

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

⁷ Bring my soul out of prison, That I may give thanks unto thy name: The righteous shall compass me about; For thou wilt deal bountifully with me. Psalm 143 A Psalm of David.

³ Jehovah, how long shall the wicked, How long shall the wicked triumph?

⁴ They prate, they speak arrogantly: All the workers of iniquity boast themselves.

⁴⁶ How long, O Jehovah? wilt thou hide thyself for ever? `How long' shall thy wrath burn like fire?

⁹ We see not our signs: There is no more any prophet; Neither is there among us any that knoweth how long.

¹⁰ How long, O God, shall the adversary reproach? Shall the enemy blaspheme thy name for ever?

¹⁴ Deliver me out of the mire, and let me not sink: Let me be delivered from them that hate me, and out of the deep waters.

¹⁵ Let not the waterflood overwhelm me, Neither let the deep shallow me up; And let not the pit shut its mouth upon me.

⁴ My soul is among lions; I lie among them that are set on fire, Even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, And their tongue a sharp sword.

¹ How long, O Jehovah? wilt thou forget me for ever? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me?

² How long shall I take counsel in my soul, Having sorrow in my heart all the day? How long shall mine enemy be exalted over me?

¹⁴ Thou hast seen `it'; for thou beholdest mischief and spite, to requite it with thy hand: The helpless committeth `himself' unto thee; Thou hast been the helper of the fatherless.

³ My soul also is sore troubled: And thou, O Jehovah, how long?