Show mercy on those who know you, your just defense to the upright of heart.
Arrogant scoundrels pursue the poor; they trap them by their cunning schemes.
Guarantee your servant’s welfare; do not let the arrogant oppress me.
Though the arrogant utterly scorn me, I do not turn from your law.
The arrogant smear me with lies, but I keep your precepts with all my heart.
The arrogant have dug pits for me; defying your law.
I keep the Lord always before me; with him at my right hand, I shall never be shaken.
My soul, be at rest in God alone, from whom comes my hope.
I will put it into the hands of your tormentors, those who said to you, “Bow down, that we may walk over you.” So you offered your back like the ground, like the street for them to walk on.