17. And I brake the jaws of the unrighteous, and plucked the prey out of his teeth.
18. Then I said, I shall die in my nest, and I shall multiply my days as the sand:
19. My root is spread out to the waters, and the dew lieth all night upon my branch:
20. My glory is fresh in me, and my bow is renewed in my hand.
21. Unto me men gave ear, and waited, and kept silence for my counsel.