2 Whilst their children remember their altars and their groves by the green trees upon the high hills.
7 Blessed is the man that trusteth in the LORD, and whose hope the LORD is.
9 The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked: who can know it?
12 A glorious high throne from the beginning is the place of our sanctuary.
14 Heal me, O LORD, and I shall be healed; save me, and I shall be saved: for thou art my praise.
15 Behold, they say unto me, Where is the word of the LORD? let it come now.
17 Be not a terror unto me: thou art my hope in the day of evil.