3They sharpened their tongue as a serpent, Poison of an adder is under their lips. Selah.
4Preserve me, Jehovah, from the hands of the wicked, From one of violence Thou keepest me, Who have devised to overthrow my steps.
5The proud hid a snare for me — and cords, They spread a net by the side of the path, Snares they have set for me. Selah.