⁶ They spread a net for my feet^(A)—
    I was bowed down^(B) in distress.
They dug a pit^(C) in my path—
    but they have fallen into it themselves.^(D)

⁷ My heart, O God, is steadfast,
    my heart is steadfast;^(E)
    I will sing and make music.
⁸ Awake, my soul!
    Awake, harp and lyre!^(F)
    I will awaken the dawn.