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?
You have seen, for You take note of mischief and provocation, to give back with Your hand. The poor one leaves himself to You; You are the helper of the orphan.
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.
Who would not fear You, O King of nations? For it is fitting to You, because there is none like You among all the wise men of the nations, and in all their kingdoms.