What is man that you are mindful of him, the son of man that you care for him?
What have we become? A self indulgent people. What have we become? Tell me, where are the righteous ones?
For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways.
Sometimes the unexplained can define you. And sometimes, silence is the only sound.
Find rest, O my soul, in God alone; my hope comes from him. He alone is my rock and my salvation; he is my fortress, I will not be shaken. My salvation and my honor depend on God; he is my mighty rock, my refuge. Trust in him at all times, O people; pour out your hearts to him, for God is our refuge.