If the Lord had not helped me, I would have died in a minute.
Lord, I called to you, so do not let me be disgraced. Let the wicked be disgraced and lie silent in the grave.
They chased me until I was almost defeated, but the Lord helped me.
Dead people do not praise the Lord; those in the grave are silent.
Lord, look at me. Answer me, my God; tell me, or I will die.
Those who trust the Lord are like Mount Zion, which sits unmoved forever.
Listen to me; a time is coming when you will be scattered, each to your own home. That time is now here. You will leave me alone, but I am never really alone, because the Father is with me.