Psalms 35:3-9

³And draw out spear and lance, To meet my pursuers. Say to my soul, 'Thy salvation I am.'

⁴They are ashamed and blush, those seeking my soul, Turned backward and confounded, Those devising my evil.

⁵They are as chaff before wind, And a messenger of Jehovah driving away.

⁶Their way is darkness and slipperiness, And a messenger of Jehovah their pursuer.

⁷For without cause they hid for me their netpit, Without cause they digged for my soul.

⁸Meet him doth desolation — he knoweth not, And his net that he hid catcheth him, For desolation he falleth into it.

⁹And my soul is joyful in Jehovah, It rejoiceth in His salvation.