Go and cry for help to the gods you have chosen! Let them deliver you from trouble!” ¹ 

“You saw the affliction of our ancestors in Egypt, and you heard their cry at the Red Sea. ¹ 

“O earth, do not cover my blood, ¹  nor let there be a secret ²  place for my cry.

If I cry ¹  to corruption, ²  ‘You are my father,’ and to the worm, ‘My Mother,’ or ‘My sister,’

From the city the dying ¹  groan, and the wounded ²  cry out for help, but God charges no one with wrongdoing. ³ 

I cry out to you, ¹  but you do not answer me; I stand up, ²  and you only look at me. ³ 

I go about blackened, ¹  but not by the sun; in the assembly I stand up and cry for help.

Surely it is an empty cry ¹  – God does not hear it; the Almighty does not take notice of it.

Who prepares prey for the raven, when its young cry out to God and wander about ¹  for lack of food?

Realize that ¹  the Lord shows the godly special favor; ²  the Lord responds ³  when I cry out to him.

Pay attention to my cry for help, my king and my God, for I am praying to you!

You terrified the nations with your battle cry; ¹  you destroyed the wicked; ²  you permanently wiped out all memory of them. ³ 

For he will rescue the needy ¹  when they cry out for help, and the oppressed ²  who have no defender.

At the sound of your battle cry, ¹  O God of Jacob, both rider ²  and horse “fell asleep.” ³ 

Certainly ¹  O Lord, you are kind ²  and forgiving, and show great faithfulness to all who cry out to you.

As for me, I cry out to you, O Lord; in the morning my prayer confronts you.

He satisfies the desire ¹  of his loyal followers; ²  he hears their cry for help and delivers them.

It is a snare ¹  for a person ²  to rashly cry, ³  “Holy!” and only afterward to consider ⁴  what he has vowed. ⁵ 

Cry out and shout for joy, O citizens of Zion, for the Holy One of Israel ¹  acts mightily ²  among you!”

“They cry, ¹  ‘Harvest time has come and gone, and the summer is over, ²  and still we have not been delivered.’