18. Surely thou settest them in slippery places: Thou castest them down to destruction.
19. How are they become a desolation in a moment! They are utterly consumed with terrors.
20. As a dream when one awaketh, So, O Lord, when thou awakest, thou wilt despise their image.
21. For my soul was grieved, And I was pricked in my heart:
22. So brutish was I, and ignorant; I was as a beast before thee.
23. Nevertheless I am continually with thee: Thou hast holden my right hand.