6And in my prosperitie I sayde, I shall neuer be moued.
7For thou Lord of thy goodnes hadest made my mountaine to stande strong: but thou didest hide thy face, and I was troubled.
8Then cried I vnto thee, O Lord, and praied to my Lord.
9What profite is there in my blood, when I go downe to the pit? shall the dust giue thankes vnto thee? or shall it declare thy trueth?