Psalms 140:5-11

⁵proud men hid a snare to me. And they laid forth cords into a snare; they setted a trap to me beside the way.

⁶I said to the Lord, Thou art my God; Lord, hear thou the voice of my beseeching.

⁷Lord, Lord, the virtue of mine health; thou madest a shadow on mine head in the day of battle.

⁸Lord, betake thou not me from my desire to the sinner; they thought against me, forsake thou not me, lest peradventure they be enhanced.

⁹The head of the compass of them; the travail of their lips shall cover them.

¹⁰Coals shall fall on them, thou shalt cast them down into fire; into wretchednesses where they shall not be able to stand.

¹¹A man that is a great jangler shall not be dressed or rightforth ruled in earth; evils shall take an unjust man into perishing.