113I hate people of divided heart, but your law do I love.
114You are my shelter and shield: in your word do I hope.
115Begone, you wicked people, I will keep the commands of my God.
116Uphold me and spare me, as you have promised: O disappoint me not.
117Hold me up, and I shall be saved: and your statutes shall be my unceasing delight.
118All who swerve from your statutes you spurn: their cunning is in vain.
119All the wicked of earth you count as dross, therefore I love your charges.
120My flesh, for fear of you, shudders, and I stand in awe of your judgments.
121Justice and right have I practised, do not leave me to my oppressors.
122Be your servant's surety for good, let not the proud oppress me.