17 Unless Jehovah [were] a help to me, My soul had almost inhabited silence.
18 If I have said, `My foot hath slipped,` Thy kindness, O Jehovah, supporteth me.
19 In the abundance of my thoughts within me, Thy comforts delight my soul.
20 Is a throne of mischief joined [with] Thee? A framer of perverseness by statute?
21 They decree against the soul of the righteous, And innocent blood declare wicked.
22 And Jehovah is for a high place to me, And my God [is] for a rock -- my refuge,
23 And turneth back on them their iniquity, And in their wickedness cutteth them off; Jehovah our God doth cut them off!
