I cry unto Jehovah with my voice, And he answereth me out of his holy hill. (Selah)
Because of the oppression of the poor, because of the sighing of the needy, Now will I arise, saith Jehovah; I will set him in the safety he panteth for.
Thou hast proved my heart; Thou hast visited me in the night; Thou hast tried me, and findest nothing; I am purposed that my mouth shall not transgress.
Princes shall come out of Egypt; Ethiopia shall haste to stretch out her hands unto God.