But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised of the people.

All my bones shall say, LORD, who is like unto thee, which deliverest the poor from him that is too strong for him, yea, the poor and the needy from him that spoileth him?

But I am poor and sorrowful: let thy salvation, O God, set me up on high.

This also shall please the LORD better than an ox or bullock that hath horns and hoofs.

For the LORD heareth the poor, and despiseth not his prisoners.

I gave my back to the smiters, and my cheeks to them that plucked off the hair: I hid not my face from shame and spitting.

He is near that justifieth me; who will contend with me? let us stand together: who is mine adversary? let him come near to me.

And when Jesus had cried with a loud voice, he said, Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit: and having said thus, he gave up the ghost.

O my God, I cry in the daytime, but thou hearest not; and in the night season, and am not silent.

This poor man cried, and the LORD heard him, and saved him out of all his troubles.

The sorrows of death compassed me, and the pains of hell gat hold upon me: I found trouble and sorrow.

Gracious is the LORD, and righteous; yea, our God is merciful.

I called upon the LORD in distress: the LORD answered me, and set me in a large place.

Who in the days of his flesh, when he had offered up prayers and supplications with strong crying and tears unto him that was able to save him from death, and was heard in that he feared;