3For lo! they have taken my soul; strong men fell in on me. Neither for my wickedness, neither for my sin;
4Lord, I ran without wickedness, and dressed my works. Rise up into my meeting, and see;
5and thou, Lord God of virtues, art God of Israel. Give thou attention to visit all folks; do thou not mercy to all that work wickedness.
6They shall be turned at eventide, and they as dogs shall suffer hunger; and they shall compass, that is, go abegging in, the city.
7Lo! they shall speak in their mouth, and a sword in their lips; for who heard?
8And thou, Lord, shalt scorn them; thou shalt bring all folks to nought.