⁴ When I remember these things, I pour out my soul in me: for I had gone with the multitude, I went with them to the house of God, with the voice of joy and praise, with a multitude that kept holyday.

² Attend unto me, and hear me: I mourn in my complaint, and make a noise;

²³ Search me, O God, and know my heart: try me, and know my thoughts:

¹⁸ Thine heart shall meditate terror. Where is the scribe? where is the receiver? where is he that counted the towers?

²⁸ Hitherto is the end of the matter. As for me Daniel, my cogitations much troubled me, and my countenance changed in me: but I kept the matter in my heart.