Sir 51:8
King James Version
“Then thought I upon thy mercy, O Lord, and upon thy acts of old, how thou deliverest such as wait for thee, and savest them out of the hands of the enemies.”
Context
5From the depth of the belly of hell, from an unclean tongue, and from lying words.
6By an accusation to the king from an unrighteous tongue my soul drew near even unto death, my life was near to the hell beneath.
7They compassed me on every side, and there was no man to help me: I looked for the succour of men, but there was none.
8Then thought I upon thy mercy, O Lord, and upon thy acts of old, how thou deliverest such as wait for thee, and savest them out of the hands of the enemies.
9Then lifted I up my supplications from the earth, and prayed for deliverance from death.
10I called upon the Lord, the Father of my Lord, that he would not leave me in the days of my trouble, and in the time of the proud, when there was no help.
11I will praise thy name continually, and will sing praises with thanksgiving; and so my prayer was heard: