Psalms 142:7

Quicken me, O Lord, for thy name’s sake: for thy righteousness’ sake bring my soul out of trouble.

Which executeth judgment for the oppressed: which giveth food to the hungry. The Lord looseth the prisoners:

Arise, O Lord, in thine anger, lift up thyself because of the rage of mine enemies: and awake for me to the judgment that thou hast commanded. So shall the congregation of the people compass thee about: for their sakes therefore return thou on high.

I will sing unto the Lord, because he hath dealt bountifully with me.

Whom God hath raised up, having loosed the pains of death: because it was not possible that he should be holden of it.

The Spirit of the Lord God is upon me; because the Lord hath anointed me to preach good tidings unto the meek; he hath sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound;

Behold, we count them happy which endure. Ye have heard of the patience of Job, and have seen the end of the Lord; that the Lord is very pitiful, and of tender mercy.

That I may shew forth all thy praise in the gates of the daughter of Zion: I will rejoice in thy salvation.

Return unto thy rest, O my soul; for the Lord hath dealt bountifully with thee.

Deal bountifully with thy servant, that I may live, and keep thy word.

I cried unto the Lord with my voice; with my voice unto the Lord did I make my supplication.

They that fear thee will be glad when they see me; because I have hoped in thy word.

And hast not shut me up into the hand of the enemy: thou hast set my feet in a large room.

My soul shall make her boast in the Lord: the humble shall hear thereof, and be glad.

When mine enemies are turned back, they shall fall and perish at thy presence.

Save me from the lion’s mouth: for thou hast heard me from the horns of the unicorns. I will declare thy name unto my brethren: in the midst of the congregation will I praise thee. Ye that fear the Lord, praise him; all ye the seed of Jacob, glorify him; and fear him, all ye the seed of Israel. For he hath not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted; neither hath he hid his face from him; but when he cried unto him, he heard. My praise shall be of thee in the great congregation: I will pay my vows before them that fear him. The meek shall eat and be satisfied: they shall praise the Lord that seek him: your heart shall live for ever. All the ends of the world shall remember and turn unto the Lord: and all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before thee.

I am counted with them that go down into the pit: I am as a man that hath no strength: Free among the dead, like the slain that lie in the grave, whom thou rememberest no more: and they are cut off from thy hand. Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deeps. Thy wrath lieth hard upon me, and thou hast afflicted me with all thy waves. Selah. Thou hast put away mine acquaintance far from me; thou hast made me an abomination unto them: I am shut up, and I cannot come forth.

Yet setteth he the poor on high from affliction, and maketh him families like a flock. The righteous shall see it, and rejoice: and all iniquity shall stop her mouth.