6They gather together, and keepe them selues close: they marke my steps, because they waite for my soule.
7They thinke they shall escape by iniquitie: O God, cast these people downe in thine anger.
8Thou hast counted my wandrings: put my teares into thy bottel: are they not in thy register?
Psalms 56
Psalms 56:6-8