For in the time of trouble he shall hide me in his pavilion: in the secret place of his tabernacle shall he hide me; he shall set me up upon a rock.

The wicked prowl on every side, when vile men are exalted.

For all the day long have I been plagued, and chastened every morning.

Surely you did set them in slippery places: you cast them down into destruction.

How are they brought into desolation, as in a moment! they are utterly consumed with terrors.

Righteous are you, O LORD, when I plead with you: yet let me talk with you of your judgments: Why does the way of the wicked prosper? why are all they happy that deal very treacherously?

Are you not from everlasting, O LORD my God, my Holy One? we shall not die. O LORD, you have ordained them for judgment; and, O mighty God, you have established them for correction.