Yet no one stretches out his hand against a ruined man when he cries for help in his distress.
So may all Your enemies perish, O LORD! But may those who love You shine like the sun at its brightest.” And the land ha
And those who passed by heaped abuse on Him, shaking their heads
Though I cry out, ‘Violence!’ I get no response; though I call for help, there is no justice.
Let them not say in their hearts, “Aha, just what we wanted!” Let them not say, “We have swallowed him up!”