If I wash myself with snow water, and make my hands never so clean;

I am afraid of all my sorrows, I know that thou wilt not hold me innocent.

They are passed away as the swift ships: as the eagle that hasteth to the prey.

The earth is given into the hand of the wicked: he covereth the faces of the judges thereof; if not, where, and who is he?

This is one thing, therefore I said it, He destroyeth the perfect and the wicked.