12As avenger of blood, he keeps them in mind, he does not forget the cry of the wretched.
13Show me favour, Lord, see how my foes afflict me, lift me up from the gates of death;
14so I may, in your help exulting, tell forth your praise at the gates of Zion.
15The nations are sunk in the pit which they made, in the net that they hid, their own foot is entangled.
16The Lord is revealed in the judgement he wrought, the wicked are snared in their own handiwork. Selah
17Let the wicked depart to Sheol, all the nations that live forgetful of God.