¹⁵ Though he slay me, yet will I trust in him: but I will maintain mine own ways before him.

¹⁹ The waters wear the stones: thou washest away the things which grow out of the dust of the earth; and thou destroyest the hope of man.

¹¹ My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.

¹⁵ And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?

¹⁰ He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he removed like a tree.

⁴ Delight thyself also in the Lord: and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart.

⁹ I will praise thee for ever, because thou hast done it: and I will wait on thy name; for it is good before thy saints.