ECB(i)
4 I look to the right and see; no one recognizes me: retreat destructs from me; no one seeks of my soul.
5 I cry to you, O Yah Veh; I say, You are my refuge and my allotment in the land of the living;
6 hearken to my shouting for I am mightily languished: rescue me from my pursuers for they are stronger than I: