9 away from the wickedwho are out to get me,away from my deadly enemieswho are all around me!
10 They have no pity;their mouths speak arrogantly.
11 They track me down—suddenly, they surround me!They make their plans to put me in the dirt.
12 They are like a lion eager to rip its prey;they are like a strong young lion lying in wait.
13 Get up, Lord!Confront them!Bring them down!Rescue my life from the wicked—use your sword!
14 Rescue me from these people—use your own hands, Lord!Rescue me from these peoplewhose only possession is their fleeting life.But fill the stomachs of your cherished ones;let their children be filled fullso that they have leftovers enough for their babies.
15 But me? I will see your face in righteousness;when I awake, I will be filled full by seeing your image.