^{3 Ref} When my spirit hath been feeble in me, Then Thou hast known my path; In the way `in' which I walk, They have hid a snare for me.

^{4 Ref} Looking on the right hand -- and seeing, And I have none recognizing; Perished hath refuge from me, There is none inquiring for my soul.

^{5 Ref} I have cried unto thee, O Jehovah, I have said, `Thou `art' my refuge, My portion in the land of the living.'