20. If his loins have not blessed me, and if he hath not been warmed with the fleece of my sheep;
21. If I have lifted up my hand against the fatherless, when I saw my help in the gate:
22. Then let my arm fall from my shoulder-blade, and my arm be broken from the bone.
23. For destruction from God was a terror to me, and by reason of his highness I could not endure.