Then I called on the name of Jehovah; O Jehovah, I beseech You, deliver my soul.
I called on Jehovah in distress; Jehovah answered me, and set me in a large place.
Deliver My soul from the sword, My only one from the dog's hand.
And standing afar off, the tax-collector would not even lift up his eyes to Heaven, but struck on his breast, saying, God be merciful to me a sinner!
and call on Me in the day of trouble; and I will deliver you, and you shall glorify Me.
This poor man cried, and Jehovah heard, and saved him out of all his troubles.
The troubles of my heart are enlarged; bring me out of my distresses.
In my distress I called on Jehovah, and I cried to my God; He heard my voice out of His temple, and my cry came before Him, into His ears.
Return, O Jehovah, return; deliver my soul; save me for Your mercy's sake.
And Jesus and His disciples were both invited to the marriage.
For in death there is no memory of You; in the grave who shall give You thanks?