17Unless Jehovah had been my help, My soul had soon dwelt in silence.
18When I said, My foot slippeth; Thy lovingkindness, O Jehovah, held me up.
19In the multitude of my thoughts within me Thy comforts delight my soul.
20Shall the throne of wickedness have fellowship with thee, Which frameth mischief by statute?
21They gather themselves together against the soul of the righteous, And condemn the innocent blood.