14 I put on righteousness, and it robed me; right-ruling was my cloak and turban.
15 I was eyes to the blind, and I was feet to the lame.
16 I was a father to the poor, and I investigated the case which I did not know.
17 And I broke the jaws of the perverse, and snatched the prey from his teeth.
18 Then I thought I would die in my nest, and increase my days as the sand,
19 my root reaching out to the waters, and dew lying all night on my branch,
20 my esteem fresh within me, and my bow renewed in my hand.