3 All the while my breath is in me, and the spirit of God is in my
5 God forbid that I should justify you: till I die I will not
6 My righteousness I hold fast, and will not let it go: my heart
7 Let mine enemy be as the wicked, and he that riseth up against me
8 For what is the hope of the hypocrite, though he hath gained,
12 Behold, all ye yourselves have seen it; why then are ye thus
14 If his children be multiplied, it is for the sword: and his
15 Those that remain of him shall be buried in death: and his
16 Though he heap up silver as the dust, and prepare raiment as the
18 He buildeth his house as a moth, and as a booth that the keeper
19 The rich man shall lie down, but he shall not be gathered: he
20 Terrors take hold on him as waters, a tempest stealeth him away
21 The east wind carrieth him away, and he departeth: and as a
22 For God shall cast upon him, and not spare: he would fain flee
23 Men shall clap their hands at him, and shall hiss him out of his