⁹ from the wicked who are out to destroy me,
    from my mortal enemies who surround me.^(A)

¹⁰ They close up their callous hearts,^(B)
    and their mouths speak with arrogance.^(C)
11 They have tracked me down, they now surround me,^(D)
    with eyes alert, to throw me to the ground.
¹² They are like a lion^(E) hungry for prey,^(F)
    like a fierce lion crouching in cover.

¹⁴ By your hand save me from such people, Lord,
    from those of this world^(A) whose reward is in this life.^(B)
May what you have stored up for the wicked fill their bellies;
    may their children gorge themselves on it,
    and may there be leftovers^(C) for their little ones.