Who have said, With our tongue will we prevail; Our lips are our own: Who is lord over us?
But the wicked shall perish, And the enemies of Jehovah shall be as the fat of lambs: They shall consume; In smoke shall they consume away.
A father of the fatherless, and a judge of the widows, Is God in his holy habitation.
That winketh with his eyes, that speaketh with his feet, That maketh signs with his fingers;
But (this cometh to pass), that the word may be fulfilled that is written in their law, They hated me without a cause.