Hear my prayer, O LORD, and let my cry come unto thee.

I cried unto the LORD with my voice; with my voice unto the LORD did I make my supplication.

Bow down thine ear to me; deliver me speedily: be thou my strong rock, for an house of defence to save me.

Incline thine ear, O LORD, and hear; open thine eyes, O LORD, and see: and hear all the words of Sennacherib, which hath sent to reproach the living God.

O my God, incline thine ear, and hear; open thine eyes, and behold our desolations, and the city which is called by thy name: for we do not present our supplications before thee for our righteousnesses, but for thy great mercies.

Thou hast seen it; for thou beholdest mischief and spite, to requite it with thy hand: the poor committeth himself unto thee; thou art the helper of the fatherless.

This poor man cried, and the LORD heard him, and saved him out of all his troubles.

But I am poor and needy; yet the Lord thinketh upon me: thou art my help and my deliverer; make no tarrying, O my God.

For he shall deliver the needy when he crieth; the poor also, and him that hath no helper.

He shall redeem their soul from deceit and violence: and precious shall their blood be in his sight.

He will regard the prayer of the destitute, and not despise their prayer.

Remove from me reproach and contempt; for I have kept thy testimonies.

I know that the LORD will maintain the cause of the afflicted, and the right of the poor.

For all those things hath mine hand made, and all those things have been, saith the LORD: but to this man will I look, even to him that is poor and of a contrite spirit, and trembleth at my word.

Blessed are the poor in spirit: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.

The Spirit of the Lord is upon me, because he hath anointed me to preach the gospel to the poor; he hath sent me to heal the brokenhearted, to preach deliverance to the captives, and recovering of sight to the blind, to set at liberty them that are bruised,

Let the brother of low degree rejoice in that he is exalted:

But the rich, in that he is made low: because as the flower of the grass he shall pass away.

Hearken, my beloved brethren, Hath not God chosen the poor of this world rich in faith, and heirs of the kingdom which he hath promised to them that love him?