For He has not despised and not detested the affliction of the afflicted one; and He has not hidden His face from Him, but when He cried to Him, He heard.
All my bones shall say: O Jehovah, who is like You, who delivers the weak one from the ones stronger than he; yes, the poor and needy one from his plunderer?
who in the days of His flesh was offering both petitions and entreaties to the One being able to save Him from death, with strong crying and tears, and being heard from His godly fear;