Then did I beat them small as the dust before the wind; I did cast them out as the mire of the streets.

He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.

I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.

Deliver me out of the mire, and let me not sink: let me be delivered from them that hate me, and out of the deep waters.

Which taketh up the simple out of the dust, and lifteth the poor out of the mire,

Let burning coals fall on them. Let them be thrown into the fire, into miry pits, from where they never rise.