Psalms 71:11–12

²Lest he tear my soul like a lion, rending it in pieces, while there is none to deliver.

⁴⁶And about the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani? that is to say, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?

²Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah.

²²Now consider this, ye that forget God, lest I tear you in pieces, and there be none to deliver.

¹³Know ye not what I and my fathers have done unto all the people of other lands? were the gods of the nations of those lands any ways able to deliver their lands out of mine hand?

¹⁴Who was there among all the gods of those nations that my fathers utterly destroyed, that could deliver his people out of mine hand, that your God should be able to deliver you out of mine hand?

¹⁵Now if ye be ready that at what time ye hear the sound of the cornet, flute, harp, sackbut, psaltery, and dulcimer, and all kinds of musick, ye fall down and worship the image which I have made; well: but if ye worship not, ye shall be cast the same hour into the midst of a burning fiery furnace; and who is that God that shall deliver you out of my hands?

⁴²He saved others; himself he cannot save. If he be the King of Israel, let him now come down from the cross, and we will believe him.

⁴³He trusted in God; let him deliver him now, if he will have him: for he said, I am the Son of God.

⁴⁹The rest said, Let be, let us see whether Elias will come to save him.

²⁵I have been young, and now am old; yet have I not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging bread.

²⁸For the Lord loveth judgment, and forsaketh not his saints; they are preserved for ever: but the seed of the wicked shall be cut off.

⁷All that hate me whisper together against me: against me do they devise my hurt.

⁸An evil disease, say they, cleaveth fast unto him: and now that he lieth he shall rise up no more.

¹⁰As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?

²²This thou hast seen, O Lord: keep not silence: O Lord, be not far from me.

²¹Forsake me not, O Lord: O my God, be not far from me.

²²Make haste to help me, O Lord my salvation.

¹¹Be not far from me; for trouble is near; for there is none to help.

¹WHY standest thou afar off, O Lord? why hidest thou thyself in times of trouble?

¹⁸Draw nigh unto my soul, and redeem it: deliver me because of mine enemies.

⁵But I am poor and needy: make haste unto me, O God: thou art my help and my deliverer; O Lord, make no tarrying.

⁷Hear me speedily, O Lord: my spirit faileth: hide not thy face from me, lest I be like unto them that go down into the pit.

¹⁹But be not thou far from me, O Lord: O my strength, haste thee to help me.

¹³Be pleased, O Lord, to deliver me: O Lord, make haste to help me.

¹MAKE haste, O God, to deliver me; make haste to help me, O Lord.

²Let them be ashamed and confounded that seek after my soul: let them be turned backward, and put to confusion, that desire my hurt.