For thou shalt be in league with the stones of the field: and the beasts of the field shall be at peace with thee.

Whose hope shall be cut off, and whose trust shall be a spider's web.

And thy age shall be clearer than the noon-day: thou shalt shine forth, thou shalt be as the morning.

But the eyes of the wicked shall fail, and they shall not escape, and their hope shall be as the expiration of the breath.

Acquaint now thyself with him, and be at peace: by this good shall come to thee.

Let my enemy be as the wicked, and he that riseth up against me as the unrighteous.

If my heart hath been deceived by a woman, or if I have laid wait at my neighbor's door;