¹⁹ He leadeth princes away spoiled, and overthroweth the mighty.

²⁸ I went mourning without the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.

² Hearken unto the voice of my cry, my King, and my God: for unto thee will I pray.

²⁴ For he hath not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted; neither hath he hid his face from him; but when he cried unto him, he heard.

¹² Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear unto my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.