9 From the wicked that oppress me, [from] my deadly enemies, [who] encompass me,
10 They are inclosed in their own fat: with their mouth they speak proudly.
11 They have now compassed us in our steps: they have set their eyes bowing down to the earth;
12 Like as a lion [that] is greedy of his prey, and as it were a young lion lurking in secret places.
13 Arise, O LORD disappoint him, cast him down: deliver my soul from the wicked, [who is] thy sword:
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