Psalms 17:7-10

⁷Make passing great Thy mercies, O Thou that savest by Thy right hand from assailants them that take refuge in Thee.

⁸Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me in the shadow of Thy wings,

⁹From the wicked that oppress, my deadly enemies, that compass me about.

¹⁰Their gross heart they have shut tight, with their mouth they speak proudly.