which imagine mischiefs in their heart; continually are they gathered together for war.
They gather themselves together, they hide themselves, they mark my steps, when they wait for my soul.
He deviseth mischief upon his bed; he setteth himself in a way that is not good; he abhorreth not evil.
There is one come out of thee, that imagineth evil against the Lord, a wicked counselor.
For they have made ready their heart like an oven, while they lie in wait: their baker sleepeth all the night; in the morning it burneth as a flaming fire.
Deceit is in the heart of them that imagine evil: but to the counselors of peace is joy.
I am for peace: but when I speak, they are for war.
How long will ye imagine mischief against a man? Ye shall be slain all of you: as a bowing wall shall ye be, and as a tottering fence.
They also that seek after my life lay snares for me; and they that seek my hurt speak mischievous things, and imagine deceits all the day long.
For they intended evil against thee: they imagined a mischievous device, which they are not able to perform.
For, lo, they lie in wait for my soul: the mighty are gathered against me; not for my transgression, nor for my sin, O Lord.