For what glory is it, if, when ye sin, and are buffeted {\i for it}, ye shall take it patiently? but if, when ye do well, and suffer {\i for it}, ye shall take it patiently, this is acceptable with God.
And the proud one shall stumble and fall, and none shall raise him up; and I will kindle a fire in his cities, and it shall devour all that are round about him.\par
They that hate me without a cause are more than the hairs of my head:\par\tab They that would cut me off, being mine enemies wrongfully, are mighty:\par\tab That which I took not away I have to restore.
Let them be put to shame and confounded together that rejoice at my hurt:\par\tab Let them be clothed with shame and dishonor that magnify themselves against me.