3 But thou art holy, O thou that inhabitest the praises of Israel.
4 Our fathers trusted in thee:they trusted, and thou didst deliver them.
5 They cried unto thee, and were delivered:they trusted in thee, and were not confounded.
6 But I am a worm, and no man;a reproach of men, and despised of the people.
7 All they that see me laugh me to scorn:they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying,
8 He trusted on the Lord that he would deliver him:let him deliver him, seeing he delighted in him.
9 But thou art he that took me out of the womb:thou didst make me hope when I was upon my mother's breasts.