What if God had not been there for us? Our enemies, in their violent anger, would have swallowed us up alive!
They have pierced my hands and my feet. Like a pack of wild dogs they tear at me, swirling around me with their hatred. A band of evil men surrounds me.
Evil ones spy on the godly ones, stalking them to find something they could use to accuse them. They’re out for the kill!
Lord, I have so many enemies, so many who are against me.
Listen to how they whisper their slander against me, saying: “Look! He’s hopeless! Even God can’t save him from this!” Pause in his presence
I trust in the Lord. And I praise him! I trust in the Word of God. And I praise him!