Treasury of Scripture Knowledge
Thou hast seen it, for thou dost behold mischief and spite to requite it with thy hand: the poor commits himself unto thee; thou art the helper of the fatherless.
Thou art of purer eyes than to behold evil and canst not look on iniquity: why dost thou look upon those that deal treacherously and hold thy tongue when the wicked devour the man that is more righteous than he?
Deliver my soul from the sword; my life from the power of the dog.
My soul is among lions, and I lie even among those that are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows and their tongue a sharp sword.
Deliver me out of the mire, and let me not drown; let me be delivered from those that hate me and out of the deep waters.
Attend unto my cry, for I am brought very low; deliver me from my persecutors; for they are stronger than I.