For thou art not a God that hath pleasure in wickedness: Evil shall not sojourn with thee.
Behold, O God our shield, And look upon the face of thine anointed.
And he cried as a lion: O Lord, I stand continually upon the watch-tower in the day-time, and am set in my ward whole nights;
The burden of Dumah. One calleth unto me out of Seir, Watchman, what of the night? Watchman, what of the night?