17. Until I went into the sanctuary of God, and considered their latter end.
18. Surely thou settest them in slippery places: thou castest them down to destruction.
19. How are they become a desolation in a moment! they are utterly consumed with terrors.
20. As a dream when one awaketh; so, O Lord, when thou awakest, thou shalt despise their image.
21. For my heart was grieved, and I was pricked in my reins:
22. So brutish was I, and ignorant; I was as a beast before thee.