12 When he maketh inquisition for blood, he remembereth them:he forgetteth not the cry of the humble.
13 Have mercy upon me, O Lord;consider my trouble which I suffer of them that hate me,thou that liftest me up from the gates of death:
14 that I may show forth all thy praisein the gates of the daughter of Zion:I will rejoice in thy salvation.
15 The heathen are sunk down in the pit that they made:in the net which they hid is their own foot taken.
16 The Lord is known by the judgment which he executeth:the wicked is snared in the work of his own hands. Higgai´on. Selah.
17 The wicked shall be turned into hell, and all the nations that forget God.
18 For the needy shall not always be forgotten:the expectation of the poor shall not perish for ever.