'Hope' in the Bible

Is not thy reverence thy confidence? Thy hope -- the perfection of thy ways?

And there is hope to the poor, And perverseness hath shut her mouth.

O that my request may come, That God may grant my hope!

What is my power that I should hope? And what mine end That I should prolong my life?

My days swifter than a weaving machine, And they are consumed without hope.

So are the paths of all forgetting God, And the hope of the profane doth perish,

And thou hast trusted because their is hope, And searched -- in confidence thou liest down,

And the eyes of the wicked are consumed, And refuge hath perished from them, And their hope is a breathing out of soul!

For there is of a tree hope, if it be cut down, That again it doth change, That its tender branch doth not cease.

Stones have waters worn away, Their outpourings wash away the dust of earth, And the hope of man Thou hast destroyed.

And where is now my hope? Yea, my hope, who doth behold it?

He breaketh me down round about, and I go, And removeth like a tree my hope.

For what is the hope of the profane, When He doth cut off? When God doth cast off his soul?

Lo, the hope of him is found a liar, Also at his appearance is not one cast down?