BSB(i)
13 The dying man blessed me, and I made the widow’s heart sing for joy.
14 I put on righteousness, and it clothed me; justice was my robe and my turban.
15 I served as eyes to the blind and as feet to the lame.
16 I was a father to the needy, and I took up the case of the stranger.
17 I shattered the fangs of the unjust and snatched the prey from his teeth.
18 So I thought: ‘I will die in my nest and multiply my days as the sand.