8 Let the snare, of which he is ignorant, come upon him, and let the deception, which he has hidden, take hold of him: and may he fall into that very snare.
9 But my soul will exult in the Lord and delight over his salvation.
10 All my bones will say, "Lord, who is like you?" He rescues the needy from the hand of the stronger one, the indigent and the poor from those who plunder him.
11 Unfair witnesses have risen up, interrogating me about things of which I am ignorant.
12 They repaid me evil for good, to the deprivation of my soul.
13 But as for me, when they were harassing me, I was clothed with haircloth. I humbled my soul with fasting, and my prayer will become my sinews.
14 Like a neighbor, and like our brother, so did I please; like one mourning and contrite, so was I humbled.