16With profane ones, mockers in feasts, Gnashing against me their teeth.
17Lord, how long dost thou behold? Keep back my soul from their desolations, From young lions my only one.
18I thank Thee in a great assembly, Among a mighty people I praise Thee.
19Mine enemies rejoice not over me with falsehood, Those hating me without cause wink the eye.
20For they speak not peace, And against the quiet of the land, Deceitful words they devise,