3 Draw out also the spear, and stop the way against them that pursue me: say unto my soul, I am thy salvation.
4 Let them be ashamed and brought to dishonour that seek after my soul: let them be turned back and confounded that devise my hurt.
5 Let them be as chaff before the wind, and the angel of the LORD driving them on.
6 Let their way be dark and slippery, and the angel of the LORD pursuing them.
7 For without cause have they hid for me their net in a pit, without cause have they digged a pit for my soul.
8 Let destruction come upon him at unawares; and let his net that he hath hid catch himself: with destruction let him fall therein.
9 And my soul shall be joyful in the LORD: it shall rejoice in his salvation.