In my distress I called upon the Lord, And cried to my God for help; He heard my voice from His temple, And my cry for help before Him came into His ears.

Former Times of Help and Present Troubles.

For the music director. A Maskil of the sons of Korah.

God, we have heard with our ears, Our fathers have told us The work that You did in their days, In the days of old.

And my eye has looked at my enemies, My ears hear of the evildoers who rise up against me.

They have ears, but they cannot hear; They have noses, but they cannot smell;

Lord, hear my voice! Let Your ears be attentive To the sound of my pleadings.

They have ears, but they do not hear, Nor is there any breath at all in their mouths.