Be not far from Me, for trouble is near; for there is no one to help.

They have gaped at Me with their mouths, like a tearing and roaring lion.

My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and My tongue clings to My jaws; and You have brought Me into the dust of death.

I can count all My bones. They look and stare at Me.

But You, O Jehovah, be not far from Me; O My Strength, make haste to help Me!

For we do not have a High Priest who cannot sympathize with our weaknesses, but was in all points tempted as we are, yet without sin.

For my iniquities have gone over my head; like a heavy burden they are too heavy for me.

All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned, each one to his own way; and Jehovah has laid upon Him the iniquity of us all.

And the tax collector, standing afar off, would not so much as raise his eyes to Heaven, but beat his breast, saying, God, be merciful to me a sinner!

I tell you, this man went down to his house justified rather than the other; for everyone who exalts himself will be humbled, and he who humbles himself will be exalted.

For Christ also suffered for sins once for all, the just for the unjust, that He might bring us to God, being put to death in the flesh but made alive by the Spirit,

Who can understand his errors? Acquit me of that which is hidden;

They who hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head; my deceitful enemies who would destroy me are mighty. I am made to bring back what I did not take away.

My flesh and my heart waste away; but God is the strength of my heart, and my portion forever.

And he said to his brothers, My money has been restored, and lo, it is in my sack! And their hearts failed them and they were afraid, saying to one another, What is this that God has done to us?

men's hearts failing them from fear and the expectation of the things which are coming on the earth, for the powers of the heavens will be shaken.