But I am poor and needy; yet the Lord thinks upon me: you are my help and my deliverer; make no tarrying, O my God.

But I am poor and sorrowful: let your salvation, O God, set me up on high.

For I am poor and needy, and my heart is wounded within me.

A Psalm of David. LORD, I cry unto you: make haste unto me; give ear unto my voice, when I cry unto you.

To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of David. How long will you forget me, O LORD? forever? how long will you hide your face from me?

How long shall I take counsel in my soul, having sorrow in my heart daily? how long shall my enemy be exalted over me?

For yet a little while, and he that shall come will come, and will not tarry.

He who testifies these things says, Surely I come quickly. Amen. Even so, come, Lord Jesus.