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.