Many there be who say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah.

I have been young, and now am old; yet have I not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his offspring begging bread.

For the LORD loves justice, and forsakes not his saints; they are preserved forever: but the descendants of the wicked shall be cut off.

All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt.

An evil disease, say they, clings close unto him: and now that he lies down he shall rise up no more.

As with a sword in my bones, my enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is your God?

He saved others; himself he cannot save. If he be the King of Israel, let him now come down from the cross, and we will believe him.

He trusted in God; let him deliver him now, if he will have him: for he said, I am the Son of God.

And about the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani? that is to say, My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?

The rest said, Let be, let us see whether Elijah will come to save him.

Lest they tear my soul like a lion, rending it in pieces, while there is none to deliver.

Now consider this, you that forget God, lest I tear you in pieces, and there be none to deliver.

Know you not what I and my fathers have done unto all the people of other lands? were the gods of the nations of those lands in any way able to deliver their lands out of my hand?

Who was there among all the gods of those nations that my fathers utterly destroyed, that could deliver his people out of my hand, that your God should be able to deliver you out of my hand?

Now if you are ready that at the time you hear the sound of the horn, flute, harp, lyre, psaltery, and dulcimer, and all kinds of music, you fall down and worship the image which I have made; well: but if you worship not, you shall be cast the same hour into the midst of a burning fiery furnace; and who is that God that shall deliver you out of my hands?