Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,

Hast thou marked the old way which wicked men have trodden?

Which said unto God, Depart from us: and what can the Almighty do for them?

Shall not his excellency make you afraid? and his dread fall upon you?

Behold, my terror shall not make thee afraid, neither shall my hand be heavy upon thee.

My flesh trembleth for fear of thee; and I am afraid of thy judgments.