4My soul is in the midst of lions, I lie down among flames — sons of men, Their teeth are a spear and arrows, And their tongue a sharp sword.
5Be Thou exalted above the heavens, O God, Above all the earth Thine honour.
6A net they have prepared for my steps, Bowed down hath my soul, They have digged before me a pit, They have fallen into its midst. Selah.
7Prepared is my heart, O God, Prepared is my heart, I sing and praise.