Psalm 141:10

Young's Literal Translation 1862

The wicked fall in their nets together, till I pass over!

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And they hang Haman upon the tree that he had prepared for Mordecai, and the fury of the king hath lain down.

The chief of my surrounders, The perverseness of their lips covereth them.

Meet him doth desolation -- he knoweth not, And his net that he hid catcheth him, For desolation he falleth into it.

The righteous from distress is drawn out, And the wicked goeth in instead of him.