A rope is hid for him in the ground, a trap for him in the path.
Terrors frighten him on every side, and chase him at his heels.
A trap seizes him by the heel, a snare lays hold of him.
On the wicked he will rain coals of fire and brimstone; a scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.
And I will spread my net over him, and he shall be taken in my snare; and I will bring him to Babylon in the land of the Chaldeans, yet he shall not see it; and he shall die there.
And David says, “Let their table become a snare and a trap, a pitfall and a retribution for them;