Therefore, you have chastened,
I esteem my suffering poorly.
All affliction seems dark,
Thy precepts shine brighter then.
Concerning your hand,
All things begins there.
To be right with you,
And not with men.
I hate every prideful thought,
False way, my way, correct me now.
Therefore I esteem all thy precepts concerning all things to be right; and I hate every false way.
Psalm 119:128