⁵ And he hath delivered my soul from the midst of the young lions. I slept troubled. The sons of men, whose teeth are weapons and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.

⁶ Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens, and thy glory above all the earth.

⁷ They prepared a snare for my feet; and they bowed down my soul. They dug a pit before my face, and they are fallen into it.