These workers of iniquity do they not know at all, That they my people eat as bread, and on God do not call?
On heathen pour thy fury forth, that have thee never known, And on those kingdoms which thy name have never call'd upon.
They know not, nor will understand; in darkness they walk on: All the foundations of the earth out of their course are gone.
When as mine enemies and foes, most wicked persons all, To eat my flesh against me rose, they stumbled and did fall.