Psalms 142:4-7 I look to the right, and I see, Yet there is no one recognizing my need; Hope of fleeing has perished from me; There is no one caring for my soul."

CLV⁽ⁱ⁾ ⁴ I look to the right, and I see, Yet there is no one recognizing my need; Hope of fleeing has perished from me; There is no one caring for my soul." ⁵ I cry out to You, O Yahweh; I say, You are my Refuge, My Portion in the land of the living." ⁶ Do attend to my appeal, For I am exceedingly impoverished; Rescue me from my persecutors, For they are tougher than I." ⁷ Bring my soul forth from this enclosure To acclaim Your Name; The righteous shall compass about me, For You shall deal bountifully with me."