Psalms 34:7-10

⁷For without cause they have hid 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.

¹⁰All my bones shall say, O Lord, who is like to you? delivering the poor out of the hand of them that are stronger than he, yes, the poor and needy one from them that spoil him.