8 Protect me as you would your very eyes;hide me in the shadow of your wings
9 from the attacks of the wicked.Deadly enemies surround me;
10 they have no pity and speak proudly.
11 They are round me now, wherever I turn,watching for a chance to pull me down.
12 They are like lions, waiting for me,wanting to tear me to pieces.
13 Come, Lord! Oppose my enemies and defeat them!Save me from the wicked by your sword;
14 save me from those who in this life have all they want.Punish them with the sufferings you have stored up for them;may there be enough for their childrenand some left over for their children's children!