¹²² Make sure Thy servant for good, Let not the proud oppress me.

³ Place, I pray Thee, my pledge with Thee; Who is he that striketh hand with me?

²² by so much of a better covenant hath Jesus become surety,

⁹ I -- I am surety `for' him, from my hand thou dost require him; if I have not brought him in unto thee, and set him before thee -- then I have sinned against thee all the days;

¹¹ Let not a foot of pride meet me, And a hand of the wicked let not move me.

²¹ Thou hast rebuked the cursed proud, Who are erring from Thy commands.

²⁶ Be not thou among those striking hands, Among sureties `for' burdens.

²⁷ If thou hast nothing to pay, Why doth he take thy bed from under thee?

¹⁴ As a crane -- a swallow -- so I chatter, I mourn as a dove, Drawn up have been mine eyes on high, O Jehovah, oppression `is' on me, be my surety.

¹⁸ and if he did hurt to thee, or doth owe anything, this to me be reckoning;

¹⁹ I, Paul did write with my hand, I -- I will repay; that I may not say that also thyself, besides, to me thou dost owe.