Webster(i)
15 My eyes are ever towards the LORD; for he will pluck my feet out of the net.
16 Turn thee to me, and have mercy upon me; for I am desolate and afflicted.
17 The troubles of my heart are enlarged: O bring thou me out of my distresses.
18 Look upon my affliction and my pain; and forgive all my sins.
19 Consider my enemies, for they are many; and they hate me with cruel hatred.