The heathen are sunk down in the pit that they made: in the net which they hid is their own foot taken.
Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me.
Tremble, thou earth, at the presence of the Lord, at the presence of the God of Jacob;
I shall not die, but live, and declare the works of the LORD.
And when ye see this, your heart shall rejoice, and your bones shall flourish like an herb: and the hand of the LORD shall be known toward his servants, and his indignation toward his enemies.