18. When I had uttered this word,(my foot doth slip away,)Thy mercy held me up, O Lord,thy goodness did me stay.
19. Amidst the multitude of thoughtswhich in my heart do fight,My soul, lest it be overcharg'd,thy comforts do delight.
20. Shall of iniquity the thronehave fellowship with thee,Which mischief, cunningly contriv'd,doth by a law decree?
21. Against the righteous souls they join,they guiltless blood condemn.
22. But of my refuge God's the rock,and my defence from them.
23. On them their own iniquitythe Lord shall bring and lay,And cut them off in their own sin;our Lord God shall them slay.