12 For innumerable evils have compassed me about:mine iniquities have taken hold upon me, so that I am not able to look up;they are more than the hairs of mine head:therefore my heart faileth me.
13 Be pleased, O Lord, to deliver me:O Lord, make haste to help me.
14 Let them be ashamed and confounded togetherthat seek after my soul to destroy it;let them be driven backward and put to shamethat wish me evil.
15 Let them be desolate for a reward of their shamethat say unto me, Aha, aha.
16 Let all those that seek theerejoice and be glad in thee:let such as love thy salvationsay continually, The Lord be magnified.
17 But I am poor and needy; yet the Lord thinketh upon me:thou art my help and my deliverer;make no tarrying, O my God.