I find myself in a pride of lions
    who are wild for a taste of human flesh;
Their teeth are lances and arrows,
    their tongues are sharp daggers.

Soar high in the skies, O God!
    Cover the whole earth with your glory!

They booby-trapped my path;
    I thought I was dead and done for.
They dug a mantrap to catch me,
    and fell in headlong themselves.

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I am in the midst of lions;(A)
    I am forced to dwell among ravenous beasts—
men whose teeth are spears and arrows,
    whose tongues are sharp swords.(B)

Be exalted, O God, above the heavens;
    let your glory be over all the earth.(C)

They spread a net for my feet(D)
    I was bowed down(E) in distress.
They dug a pit(F) in my path—
    but they have fallen into it themselves.(G)

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