¹⁸ When I said, “My foot is slipping,^(A)”
    your unfailing love, Lord, supported me.
¹⁹ When anxiety^(B) was great within me,
    your consolation^(C) brought me joy.

²⁰ Can a corrupt throne^(D) be allied with you—
    a throne that brings on misery by its decrees?^(E)