For the end, concerning the morning aid, A Psalm of David. O God, my God, attend to me; why have You forsaken me? The account of my transgressions is far from my salvation.

But You, O praise of Israel, dwell in a sanctuary.

O Lord, in Your good pleasure You added strength to my beauty; but You turned away Your face, and I was troubled.

To You, O Lord, will I cry; and to my God will I make supplication.

This poor man cried, and the Lord hearkened to him, and delivered him out of all his afflictions.

And call upon Me in the day of affliction; and I shall deliver you, and you shall glorify Me. Pause.

I called on the Lord out of affliction; and He hearkened to me, [and brought me] into a wide place.

A Song of Degrees. Out of the depths have I cried to You, O Lord.

O Lord, hearken to my voice; let Your ears be attentive to the voice of my supplication.

And when he was afflicted, he sought the face of the Lord his God, and was greatly humbled before the face of the God of his fathers;

and he prayed to Him. And He hearkened to him, and listened to his cry, and brought him back to Jerusalem to his kingdom. And Manasseh knew that the Lord, He is God.

And Hezekiah prayed to the Lord, saying,

Incline Your ear, O Lord, hearken, O Lord; open Your eyes, O Lord, look, O Lord; and behold the words of Sennacherib, which he has sent to reproach the living God.

and have cast their idols into the fire; for they were not gods, but the work of men's hands, wood and stone; and they have cast them away.

And it came to pass at that time, [that] Hezekiah was sick, even to death. And Isaiah the prophet, the son of Amoz, came to him, and said to him, Thus says the Lord, Give orders concerning your house; for you shall die, and not live.

Remember, O Lord, how I have walked before You in truth, with a true heart, and have done that which was pleasing in Your sight. And Hezekiah wept bitterly.

Now both Jesus and His disciples were invited to the wedding.

Return, O Lord, deliver my soul: save me for Your mercy's sake.

Deliver My soul from the sword; My only begotten [soul] from the power of the dog.

The afflictions of my heart have been multiplied; deliver me from my distresses.

For innumerable evils have encompassed me; my transgressions have taken hold of me, and I could not see; they are multiplied more than the hairs of my head; and my heart has failed me.

Be pleased, O Lord, to deliver me; O Lord, draw near to help me.

I looked on [my] right hand, and behold, for there was none that noticed me; refuge failed me; and there was none that cared for my soul.

Attend to my supplication, for I am brought very low; deliver me from them that persecute me; for they are stronger than I.

I spread forth my hands to You; my soul [thirsts] for You, as a dry land. Pause.

Cause me to hear Your mercy in the morning; for I have hoped in You; make known to me, O Lord, the way in which I should walk; for I have lifted up my soul to You.

And the tax collector, standing far away, would not so much as lift his eyes towards heaven, but beat on his chest, saying, 'God, be merciful to me a sinner!'

Then he said to Jesus, "Lord, remember me when You come in Your kingdom."

And Jesus said to him, "Assuredly I say to you, today you shall be with Me in Paradise."