And if the Lord had not helped me, I would have been silenced by death.
Lord, I am praying to you. Don’t let me be disappointed. The wicked are the ones who should be disappointed. Let them go to the grave in silence.
My enemy attacked me and almost destroyed me, but the Lord helped me.
The dead don’t praise him. Those in the grave don’t praise the Lord.
Lord my God, look at me and give me an answer. Make me feel strong again, or I will die.
Those who trust in the Lord are like Mount Zion. They will never be shaken. They will continue forever.
Listen to me. A time is coming when you will be scattered, each to his own home. In fact, that time is already here. You will leave me, and I will be alone. But I am never really alone, because the Father is with me.