Or he will tear my soul like a lion,
Dragging me away, while there is none to deliver.

Break the arm of the wicked and the evildoer,
Seek out his wickedness until You find none.

They cried for help, but there was none to save,
Even to the Lord, but He did not answer them.

Be not far from me, for trouble is near;
For there is none to help.

Indeed, none of those who wait for You will be ashamed;
Those who deal treacherously without cause will be ashamed.

The Lord redeems the soul of His servants,
And none of those who take refuge in Him will be condemned.

Many, O Lord my God, are the wonders which You have done,
And Your thoughts toward us;
There is none to compare with You.
If I would declare and speak of them,
They would be too numerous to count.

“Now consider this, you who forget God,
Or I will tear you in pieces, and there will be none to deliver.

Reproach has broken my heart and I am so sick.
And I looked for sympathy, but there was none,
And for comforters, but I found none.

May their camp be desolate;
May none dwell in their tents.

The stouthearted were plundered,
They sank into sleep;
And none of the warriors could use his hands.

Bless the Lord, O my soul,
And forget none of His benefits;

Therefore He humbled their heart with labor;
They stumbled and there was none to help.

Let there be none to extend lovingkindness to him,
Nor any to be gracious to his fatherless children.