28 The prophet that hath a dream, let him tell a dream; and he that hath my word, let him speak my word faithfully. What is the chaff to the wheat? saith the Lord.
29 Is not my word like as a fire? saith the Lord; and like a hammer that breaketh the rock in pieces?
1Unto the end, a psalm for David, to bring to remembrance that the Lord saved him.
2O God, come to my assistance; O Lord, make haste to help me.
3Let them be confounded and ashamed that seek my soul:
4Let them be turned backward, and blush for shame that desire evils to me: Let them be presently turned away blushing for shame that say to me: 'Tis well, 'tis well.
5Let all that seek thee rejoice and be glad in thee; and let such as love thy salvation say always: The Lord be magnified.
6But I am needy and poor; O God, help me. Thou art my helper and my deliverer: O Lord, make no delay.