5 For the spoiling of the poor, for the sighing of the needy, now will I arise, saith the Lord; I will set him in safety at whom they puff.
6 The words of the Lord are pure words; as silver tried in a furnace on the earth, purified seven times.
7 Thou shalt keep them, O Lord, thou shalt preserve them from this generation for ever.
8 The wicked walk on every side, when vileness is exalted among the sons of men.