Many are saying of my soul, There is no deliverance for him in God. Selah.

I have been young, and now am old; yet I have not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging bread.

For Jehovah loves justice and does not forsake His Godly ones; they are preserved forever; but the seed of the wicked shall be cut off.

All those who hate me whisper against me; they plot evil against me.

They say, A wicked thing is poured out upon him, and now that he lies down, he shall rise up no more.

As with a shattering of my bones, my enemies have reproached me, while they say daily to me, Where is your God?

He saved others; He has no power to save Himself. If He is the King of Israel, let Him now come down from the cross, and we will believe Him.

He trusted in God; let Him deliver Him now if He will have Him; for He said, I am the Son of God.

And about the ninth hour Jesus cried out with a loud voice, saying, Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani? that is, My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?

The rest said, Let be; let us see if Elijah will come to save Him.

lest they tear my soul like a lion, tearing it in pieces, and there is no one to rescue.

Now consider this, you who forget God, lest I tear you in pieces, and there be no one to deliver.

Do you not know what I and my fathers have done to all the peoples of other lands? Were the gods of the nations of those lands in any way able to deliver their lands out of my hand?

Who among all the gods of those nations that my fathers utterly destroyed was able to deliver his people out of my hand, that your God should be able to deliver you out of my hand?

Now if you are ready, at the time you hear the sound of the horn, the pipe, zither, the lyre, harp, and bagpipe, and all kinds of music, fall down and prostrate yourselves before the image which I have made. But if you do not prostrate yourselves, in that moment you shall be thrown into the middle of a burning fiery furnace. And who is that god who shall deliver you out of my hand?