6Let their way be dark and slippery, And an angel of the Lord persecuting them.
7For without cause they have hidden for me their destructive snare: Without a cause they have reproached my soul.
8Let a snare which they know not come upon them; And the gin which they hid take them: And let them fall into the very same snare.
9But my soul shall exult in the Lord: It shall delight in his salvation.