Lay not wait, O wicked one, At the habitation of the righteous. Do not spoil his resting-place.
The proud hid a snare for me -- and cords, They spread a net by the side of the path, Snares they have set for me. Selah.
The wicked is watching for the righteous, And is seeking to put him to death.
They assemble, they hide, they watch my heels, When they have expected my soul.
For, lo, they laid wait for my soul, Assembled against me are strong ones, Not my transgression nor my sin, O Jehovah.
If they say, `Come with us, we lay wait for blood, We watch secretly for the innocent without cause,
Remove not a border of olden times, That thy fathers have made.
And dwelt hath My people in a peaceful habitation, And in stedfast tabernacles, And in quiet resting-places.
And I `am' as a trained lamb brought to slaughter, And I have not known That against me they have devised devices: We destroy the tree with its food, and cut him off From the land of the living, And his name is not remembered again.
and they consulted together that they might take Jesus by guile, and kill `him',
And the son of Paul's sister having heard of the lying in wait, having gone and entered into the castle, told Paul,
asking favour against him, that he may send for him to Jerusalem, making an ambush to put him to death in the way.
and their counsel against `him' was known to Saul; they were also watching the gates both day and night, that they may kill him,
They are going up in the ascent of the city, and have found young women going out to draw water, and say to them, `Is the seer in this `place'?'