Blessed is he who considers the poor;
the Lord will preserve him.
The Lord will sustain him on his sickbed.
Lord, heal me, for I have sinned.

All who hate me whisper together against me.
Even my friend, who ate my bread,
who I trusted, has lifted up his heel against me.
Lord, raise me up,
that I may know that you delight in me.
Set me in your presence forever.
Be praised, oh Lord, God of Israel,
from everlasting and to everlasting.
Amen and amen!