Exalt her, and she will set thee on high, she will bring thee to honour, when thou dust embrace her:

Jehovah will destroy the house of the proud, but He will set up the border of the widow.

The wealth of the rich is the city of his strength, And as a wall set on high in his own imagination.

The north wind will set free the rain, and an angry face, a hidden tongue.

He hating will be known by his lips, and he will set deceit in his midst;

The rabbits a people not strong, and they will set their house in the rock;

Know well the face of thy flock, Set thy heart to the droves,