Thou wilt bring me forth from the net which they concealed for me: for thou my fortress.
Our soul as a sparrow was delivered from the snare of the fowlers: the snare was broken and we were delivered.
The proud hid a snare for me, and cords; they spread a net at the hand of the way; they set snares for me. Silence.
Praising, I will call upon Jehovah, and I shall be saved from mine enemies.
The saying of my mouth and the meditation of my heart shall be for acceptance before thee, O Jehovah, my rock and my redeemer.
He will turn back my soul: he will guide me into the tracks of justice for sake of his name.
Mine eyes are always to Jehovah, for he will bring forth my feet from the net
For gratuitously they hid for me the destruction of their net: gratuitously they dug for my soul.
They prepared a net for my steps; my soul was bent down: they dug a pit before me, they fell into the midst of it. Silence.
A man making smooth against his neighbor spreads a net for his steps.
And he said to me, My grace suffices thee: for my power is perfected in weakness. Therefore very willingly will I boast rather in my weaknesses, that Christ's power may lodge upon me.
That they may return to a state of sobriety from the snare of the devil, being taken alive by him at his will.