3For, behold, they have hunted after my soul; violent men have set upon me: neither is it my iniquity, nor my sin, O Lord.
4Without iniquity I ran and directed my course aright: awake to help me, and behold.
5And you, Lord God of hosts, the God of Israel, draw near to visit all the heathen; pity not any that work iniquity. Pause.
6They shall return at evening, and hunger like a dog, and go round about the city.
7Behold, they shall utter a voice with their mouth, and a sword is in their lips; for who, say they, has heard?
8But you, Lord, will laugh them to scorn; you will utterly set at nothing all the heathen.
9will keep my strength, looking to you; for you, O God, are my helper.
10As for my God, his mercy shall go before me: my God will show me vengeance on my enemies.
11Slay them not, lest they forget your law; scatter them by your power; and bring them down, O Lord, my defender.