The fining pot is for silver, and the furnace for gold: but the LORD trieth the hearts.
I have set the LORD always before me: because he is at my right hand, I shall not be moved
Arise, O LORD, disappoint him, cast him down: delivermy soul from the wicked, which is thy sword
O LORD, why hast thou made us to err from thy ways,and hardened our heart from thy fear?
Return for thy servants' sake, the tribes of thine inheritance.