6They going through the vale of Baca, make welles therein: the raine also couereth the pooles.
7They goe from strength to strength, till euery one appeare before God in Zion.
8O Lord God of hostes, heare my prayer: hearken, O God of Iaakob. Selah.
9Beholde, O God, our shielde, and looke vpon the face of thine Anointed.