Then each ruler will be like a shelter from the wind, like a safe place in a storm, like streams of water in a dry land, like a cool shadow from a large rock in a hot land.
Before this, I was like a gentle lamb waiting to be butchered. I did not know they had made plans against me, saying: “Let us destroy the tree and its fruit. Let’s kill him so people will forget him.”
Lord, you know about all their plans to kill me. Don’t forgive their crimes or erase their sins from your mind. Make them fall from their places; punish them while you are angry.