Psalms 34:7-10

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.

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