MKJV(i)
4 I looked on my right hand, and I watched, but no one recognized me; escape was lost to me; no man cared for my soul.
5 I cried to You, O Jehovah; I said, You are my refuge and my portion in the land of the living.
6 Hear my cry; for I am brought very low; deliver me from my pursuers; for they are stronger than I.