11Sing praises to the Lord, who dwells in Sion: declare his dealings among the nations.
12For he remembered them, in making inquisition for blood: he has not forgotten the supplication of the poor.
13Have mercy upon me, O Lord; look upon my affliction which I suffer of my enemies, you that lift me up from the gates of death:
14that I may declare all your praises in the gates of the daughter of Sion: I will exult in your salvation.
15The heathen are caught in the destruction which they planned: in the very snare which they hid is their foot taken.