The Lord upholds all who fall, And raises up all who are bowed down.
The Lord opens the eyes of the blind; The Lord raises those who are bowed down; The Lord loves the righteous.
Though he fall, he shall not be utterly cast down; For the Lord upholds him with His hand.
If I say, “My foot slips,” Your mercy, O Lord, will hold me up.
Hold me up, and I shall be safe, And I shall observe Your statutes continually.
Why are you cast down, O my soul? And why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God, for I shall yet praise Him For the help of His countenance.
I am troubled, I am bowed down greatly; I go mourning all the day long.