2For why he is both my God, and mine health; mine up-taker, I shall no more be moved.
3How long fall ye on a man? all ye slain; as to a wall bowed, and as a wall of stone without mortar cast down.
4Nevertheless they thought to put away my price, I ran in thirst; with their mouth they blessed, and in their heart they cursed.
5Nevertheless, my soul, be thou subject to God; for my patience is of him.