So their own tongue shall them confound; all who them see shall fly.
As for the head and chief of those about that compass me, Ev'n by the mischief of their lips let thou them cover'd be.
I was a scorn to all my foes, and to my friends a fear; And specially reproach'd of those that were my neighbours near: When they me saw they from me fled.
All that me see laugh me to scorn; shoot out the lip do they; They nod and shake their heads at me, and, mocking, thus do say,
For their mouth's sin, and for the words that from their lips do fly, Let them be taken in their pride; because they curse and lie.
The righteous shall it see, and fear, and laugh at him they shall:
When back my foes were turn'd, they fell, and perish'd at thy sight:
Cast forth thy lightning, scatter them; thine arrows shoot, them rout.