13 the blessing of the dying man came on me, and I made the widow’s heart sing for joy.
14 I put on righteousness as my clothing; justice was as my robe and turban.
15 I was eyes for the blind and feet for the lame;
16 I was a father to the needy, and I investigated the case of one I did not know.
17 I broke the jaws of the unjust, and snatched the prey out of his teeth.
18 “Then I thought, ‘I will die in my nest, and multiply my days like the sand.
19 My roots reach the water, and dew lies on my branches all night.