Therefore hath my heart been glad, And my honour doth rejoice, Also my flesh dwelleth confidently:

When evil doers come near to me to eat my flesh, My adversaries and mine enemies to me, They have stumbled and fallen.

For my flanks have been full of drought, And soundness is not in my flesh.

Do I eat the flesh of bulls, And drink the blood of he-goats?

Soundness is not in my flesh, Because of Thine indignation, Peace is not in my bones because of my sin.

Consumed hath been my flesh and my heart, The rock of my heart and my portion is God to the age.