Psalm 71:11

Lest he tear my soul like a lion, rending it in pieces, while there is none to deliver.

And about the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani? that is to say, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?

Many there be which say of my soul, There is no help for him in God. Selah.

As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?

Now if ye be ready that at what time ye hear the sound of the cornet, flute, harp, sackbut, psaltery, and dulcimer, and all kinds of musick, ye fall down and worship the image which I have made; well: but if ye worship not, ye shall be cast the same hour into the midst of a burning fiery furnace; and who is that God that shall deliver you out of my hands?

The rest said, Let be, let us see whether Elias will come to save him.

Now consider this, ye that forget God, lest I tear you in pieces, and there be none to deliver.

I have been young, and now am old; yet have I not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging bread.

For the LORD loveth judgment, and forsaketh not his saints; they are preserved for ever: but the seed of the wicked shall be cut off.