15 But in my trouble they rejoic'd,gath'ring themselves together;Yea, abjects vile together didthemselves against me gather:I knew it not; they did me tear,and quiet would not be.
16 With mocking hypocrites, at feaststhey gnash'd their teeth at me.
17 How long, Lord, look'st thou on? from thosedestructions they intendRescue my soul, from lions youngmy darling do defend.
18 I will give thanks to thee, O Lord,within th' assembly great;And where much people gather'd arethy praises forth will set.
19 Let not my wrongful enemiesproudly rejoice o'er me;Nor who me hate without a cause,let them wink with the eye.
20 For peace they do not speak at all;but crafty plots prepareAgainst all those within the landthat meek and quiet are.
21 With mouths set wide, they 'gainst me said,Ha, ha! our eye doth see.