Psalms 142:4

I looked on my right hand, the place of a protector, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me, no friend upon whom he could depend without reserve; refuge failed me, there seemed to be no place in which he was secure; no man cared for my soul, he felt himself utterly forsaken of men, for even the faithful ones who shared his exile occasionally did not understand him, 1 Samuel 24:1; 1 Samuel 26:5. Since, then, he had no other refuge, his helpless soul was driven to the Lord alone.