5 Pain do his ways at all times, On high 'are' Thy judgments before him, All his adversaries -- he puffeth at them.
6 He hath said in his heart, 'I am not moved,' To generation and generation not in evil.
7 Of oaths his mouth is full, And deceits, and fraud: Under his tongue 'is' perverseness and iniquity,
8 He doth sit in an ambush of the villages, In secret places he doth slay the innocent. His eyes for the afflicted watch secretly,
9 He lieth in wait in a secret place, as a lion in a covert. He lieth in wait to catch the poor, He catcheth the poor, drawing him into his net.
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