For no reason, my enemies hunted me down like a bird.
with hateful words surrounded me, and fought against me without cause.
For the music director, a psalm of David. In Adonai I have taken shelter. How can you say to my soul: “Fly like a bird to your mountain?
Princes persecute me for no reason, but my heart is in awe of Your words.
Our soul has escaped like a bird out of the snare of the trappers— the snare is broken, and we escaped!
Do not let my deceitful enemies gloat over me without cause, nor let those who hate me for nothing wink an eye.
For without cause they hid their net for me, and without cause they dug a pit for my soul.
I am worn out by my crying, my throat is parched, my eyes fail, waiting for my God.
Moreover Jeremiah said to King Zedekiah: “How have I sinned against you or against your servants or against this people, that you have put me in prison?
My eye torments my soul because of all the daughters of my city.
So is fulfilled the word written in their Scripture, ‘They hated Me for no reason.’