They cried to you, and were delivered.
They trusted in you, and were not disappointed.
But I am a worm, and no man; a reproach of men, and despised by the people. All those who see me mock me.
They insult me with their lips. They shake their heads, saying, “He trusts in Yahweh. Let him deliver him. Let him rescue him, since he delights in him.”
But you brought me out of the womb. You made me trust while at my mother’s breasts.
I was thrown on you from my mother’s womb. You are my God since my mother bore me. Don’t be far from me, for trouble is near. For there is no one to help.
Many bulls have surrounded me.