The Lord is gracious and merciful: patient and plenteous in mercy.
How long shall I take counsels in my soul, sorrow in my heart all the day?
Part thereof is ashes. His foolish heart adoreth it, and he will not save his soul, nor say: Perhaps there is a lie in my right hand.
Why art thou sad, O my soul? and why dost thou trouble me? Hope in God, for I will still give praise to him: the salvation of my countenance,
For thy mercy is better than lives: thee my lips shall praise.
And if thy right hand scandalize thee, cut it off, and cast it from thee: for it is expedient for thee that one of thy members should perish, rather than that thy whole body be cast into hell.
They mount up to the heavens, and they go down to the depths: their soul pined away with evils.
Deliver me from them that work iniquity, and save me from bloody men.
He shall rain snares upon sinners: fire and brimstone and storms of winds shall be the portion of their cup.
I will lift up my hand to heaven; and I will say: I live for ever.
And he answered him: I lift up my hand to the Lord God the most high, the possessor of heaven and earth,