The Lord upholds all who are falling and raises up all who are bowed down.
Hold me up, that I may be safe and have regard for your statutes continually.
the Lord opens the eyes of the blind. The Lord lifts up those who are bowed down; the Lord loves the righteous.
though we stumble, we shall not fall headlong, for the Lord holds us by the hand.
I am utterly bowed down and prostrate; all day long I go around mourning.
Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God, for I shall again praise him, my help
When I thought, “My foot is slipping,” your steadfast love, O Lord, held me up.