For those that are mine enemies against me speak with hate; And they together counsel take that for my soul lay wait.
Against thy chosen people they do crafty counsel take; And they against thy hidden ones do consultations make.
They meet, they lurk, they mark my steps, waiting my soul to kill.
For slanders I of many heard; fear compass'd me, while they Against me did consult, and plot to take my life away.
He, lion-like, lurks in his den; he waits the poor to take; And when he draws him in his net, his prey he doth him make.
Kings of the earth do set themselves, and princes are combin'd, To plot against the Lord, and his Anointed, saying thus,
From God let this be their reward that en'mies are to me, And their reward that speak against my soul maliciously.