17O Lord, when will you look upon me? Deliver my soul from their mischief, my only-begotten one from the lions.
18I will give thanks to you even in a great congregation: in an abundant people I will praise you.
19Let not them that are my enemies without a cause rejoice against me; who hate me for nothing, and wink with their eyes.
20For to me they spoke peaceably, but imagined deceits in their anger.