8 Wilt thou even annul my judgment? Wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayest be justified?
9 Or hast thou an arm like God? And canst thou thunder with a voice like him?
10 Deck thyself now with excellency and dignity; And array thyself with honor and majesty.
11 Pour forth the overflowings of thine anger; And look upon every one that is proud, and abase him.
12 Look on every one that is proud, [and] bring him low; And tread down the wicked where they stand.
13 Hide them in the dust together; Bind their faces in the hidden [place].
14 Then will I also confess of thee That thine own right hand can save thee.
