For this my heart hath been glad, and any tongue hath rejoiced: moreover my flesh also shall rest in hope.
From the face of the wicked who have afflicted me. My enemies have surrounded my soul:
to shoot in secret the undefiled.
For my life is wasted with grief: and my years in sighs. My strength is weakened through poverty and my bones are disturbed.
For David saith concerning him: I foresaw the Lord before my face: because he is at my right hand, that I may not be moved.
Because thou wilt not leave my soul in hell, nor suffer thy Holy One to see corruption.