When I remember Thee upon my couch, and meditate on Thee in the night-watches.
For Thou hast been my help, and in the shadow of Thy wings do I rejoice.
My soul cleaveth unto Thee; Thy right hand holdeth me fast.
But those that seek my soul, to destroy it, shall go into the nethermost parts of the earth.
They shall be hurled to the power of the sword; they shall be a portion for foxes.
But the king shall rejoice in G-d; every one that sweareth by Him shall glory; for the mouth of them that speak lies shall be stopped.