Do ye, O congregation, indeed speak righteousness? O ye that are the sons of men, judge ye with uprightness?
Be merciful to me, O God; thy mercy unto me Do thou extend; because my soul doth put her trust in thee: Yea, in the shadow of thy wings my refuge I will place, Until these sad calamities do wholly overpass.
My God, deliver me from those that are mine enemies; And do thou me defend from those that up against me rise.