For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.

For I will not contend for ever, neither will I be always wroth: for the spirit should fail before me, and the souls which I have made.

Will he reserve his anger for ever? will he keep it to the end? Behold, thou hast spoken and done evil things as thou couldest.

Who is a God like unto thee, that pardoneth iniquity, and passeth by the transgression of the remnant of his heritage? he retaineth not his anger for ever, because he delighteth in mercy.

He will turn again, he will have compassion upon us; he will subdue our iniquities; and thou wilt cast all their sins into the depths of the sea.