*However doesn't one stretch out a hand in his fall? Or in his calamity therefore cry for help?
*Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard. I cry for help, but there is no justice.
oh that I had one to hear me! (behold, here is my signature, let the Almighty answer me); let the accuser write my indictment!
Don't let them say in their heart, *Aha! That's the way we want it!* Don't let them say, *We have swallowed him up!*
So let all your enemies perish, LORD, but let those who love him be as the sun when it rises forth in its strength. The land had rest forty years.