But he, being full of compassion, forgave their iniquity, and destroyed them not: yea, many a time turned he his anger away, and did not stir up all his wrath.

For he remembered that they were but flesh; a wind that passeth away, and cometh not again.

How oft did they provoke him in the wilderness, and grieve him in the desert!^*

They remembered not his hand, nor the day when he delivered them from the enemy.^*

How he had wrought his signs in Egypt, and his wonders in the field of Zoan:^*

And had turned their rivers into blood; and their floods, that they could not drink.