8Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of thy wings,
9From the wicked that spoil me, my deadly enemies, that compass me about.
10They are enclosed in their own fat: with their mouth they speak proudly.
11They have now compassed us in our steps: they set their eyes to cast us down to the earth.
12He is like a lion that is greedy of his prey, and as it were a young lion lurking in secret places.
13Arise, O LORD, confront him, cast him down: deliver my soul from the wicked by thy sword;
14From men, by thy hand, O LORD, from men of the world, whose portion is in this life, and whose belly thou fillest with thy treasure: they are satisfied with children, and leave the rest of their substance to their babes.
15As for me, I shall behold thy face in righteousness: I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with thy likeness.