A noose is hid for him in the ground, And a trap for him in the way
Terrors shall make him afraid on every side, And shall chase him at his heels.
A gin shall take him by the heel, And a snare shall lay hold on him.
Upon the wicked he shall rain snares; Fire and brimstone and burning wind shall be the portion of their cup.
My net also will I spread upon him, and he shall be taken in my snare: and I will bring him to Babylon to the land of the Chaldeans; yet shall he not see it, though he shall die there.
And David saith, Let their table be made a snare, and a trap, And a stumblingblock, and a recompense unto them: