5. I look to my right hand to seethat there is no one willing to acknowledge me.My escape has perished;no one cares for me.
6. I cry out to you, Lord,I say, You are my refuge,my portion in the land of the living.
7. Listen to my cry for help,for I am brought very low.Rescue me from my pursuers,for they are too strong for me.
8. Lead my soul from prison,that I may give thanks to your name.Then the righteous shall gather around mebecause you have been good to me.