14 If iniquity [is] in thy hand, put it far off, And let not perverseness dwell in thy tents.
15 For then thou liftest up thy face from blemish, And thou hast been firm, and fearest not.
16 For thou dost forget misery, As waters passed away thou rememberest.
17 And above the noon doth age rise, Thou fliest -- as the morning thou art.
18 And thou hast trusted because their is hope, And searched -- in confidence thou liest down,
19 And thou hast rested, And none is causing trembling, And many have entreated thy face;
20 And the eyes of the wicked are consumed, And refuge hath perished from them, And their hope [is] a breathing out of soul!
