3Draw out also the spear, and the battle-axe, against them that pursue me; say unto my soul: 'I am Thy salvation.'
4Let them be ashamed and brought to confusion that seek after my soul; let them be turned back and be abashed that devise my hurt.
5Let them be as chaff before the wind, the angel of the LORD thrusting them.
6Let their way be dark and slippery, the angel of the LORD pursuing them.
7For without cause have they hid for me the pit, even their net, without cause have they digged for my soul.
8Let destruction come upon him unawares; and let his net that he hath hid catch himself; with destruction let him fall therein.
9And my soul shall be joyful in the LORD; it shall rejoice in His salvation.
10All my bones shall say: 'LORD, who is like unto Thee, who deliverest the poor from him that is too strong for him, yea, the poor and the needy from him that spoileth him?'