Post by 1MAM4f…iohE

Yet shall the righteous hold on his way, And he that hath clean hands shall wax stronger and stronger.

Give now a pledge, be surety for me with thyself; Who is there that will strike hands with me?

My days are past, my purposes are broken off, Even the thoughts of my heart.

Surely there are mockers with me, And mine eye dwelleth upon their provocation.

He that denounceth his friends for a prey, Even the eyes of his children shall fail.

But he hath made me a byword of the people; And they spit in my face.

Upright men shall be astonished at this, And the innocent shall stir up himself against the godless.

Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, And all my members are as a shadow.

If I look for Sheol as my house; If I have spread my couch in the darkness;

If I have said to corruption, Thou art my father; To the worm, `Thou art' my mother, and my sister;

Where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?

It shall go down to the bars of Sheol, When once there is rest in the dust.