5 Let them be like unto the chaffthat flies before the wind;And let the angel of the Lordpursue them hard behind.
6 With darkness cover thou their way,and let it slipp'ry prove;And let the angel of the Lordpursue them from above.
7 For without cause have they for metheir net hid in a pit,They also have without a causefor my soul digged it.
8 Let ruin seize him unawares;his net he hid withalHimself let catch; and in the samedestruction let him fall.
9 My soul in God shall joy; and gladin his salvation be:
10 And all my bones shall say, O Lord,who is like unto thee,Which dost the poor set free from himthat is for him too strong;The poor and needy from the manthat spoils and does him wrong?
11 False witnesses rose; to my chargethings I not knew they laid.