Blessed be the LORD, who has not given us as a prey to their teeth.
You have pushed strongly at me that I might fall: but the LORD helped me.
From the wicked that oppress me, from my deadly enemies, who surround me.
Now therefore, let not my blood fall to the earth before the face of the LORD: for the king of Israel is come out to seek a flea, as when one hunts a partridge in the mountains.