3 For, lo, they lie in wait for my soul:the mighty are gathered against me;not for my transgression,nor for my sin, O Lord.
4 They run and prepare themselves without my fault.Awake to help me, and behold.
5 Thou therefore, O Lord God of hosts, the God of Israel,awake to visit all the heathen:be not merciful to any wicked transgressors. Selah.
6 They return at evening:they make a noise like a dog,and go round about the city.
7 Behold, they belch out with their mouth:swords are in their lips:for who, say they, doth hear?
8 But thou, O Lord, shalt laugh at them;thou shalt have all the heathen in derision.
9 Because of his strength will I wait upon thee:for God is my defense.