⁹ Destruction is thy own, 0 Israel: thy help is only in me.

¹⁴ And they have not cried to me with their heart, but they howled in their beds: they have thought upon wheat and wine, they are departed from me.

¹⁷ Evening, morning, and at noon, I will cry out in distress. He will hear my voice.

¹⁸ He has redeemed my soul in peace from the battle that was against me, although there are many who oppose me.