Let the wicked fall into their own nets, while I pass by in safety.
may ruin overtake them by surprise— may the net they hid entangle them, may they fall into the pit, to their ruin.
Those who surround me proudly rear their heads; may the mischief of their lips engulf them.
So they impaled Haman on the pole he had set up for Mordecai. Then the king’s fury subsided.
The righteous person is rescued from trouble, and it falls on the wicked instead.