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.