4  “Behold, his soul is puffed up; it is not upright within him,

but ^othe righteous shall live by his faith.¹

5  “Moreover, wine² is ^pa traitor,

an arrogant man who is never at rest.³

His greed is as wide as Sheol;

like death ^qhe has never enough.

^rHe gathers for himself all nations

and collects as his own all peoples.”

^t“Woe to him ^uwho heaps up what is not his own—

for ^vhow long?—

and ^wloads himself with pledges!”

16  ^aI hear, and ^bmy body trembles;

my lips quiver at the sound;

^crottenness enters into my bones;

my legs tremble beneath me.

Yet ^dI will quietly wait for the day of trouble

to come upon people who invade us.

17  Though the fig tree should not blossom,

nor fruit be on the vines,

the produce of the olive fail

and the fields yield no food,

the flock be cut off from the fold

and there be no herd in the stalls,

18  ^eyet I will rejoice in the Lord;

^fI will take joy in the God of my salvation.

19  God, the Lord, is my strength;

^ghe makes my feet like the deer’s;

he makes me ^htread on my ⁱhigh places.

^jTo the choirmaster: with ^kstringed¹ instruments.