6 Their judges are overthrown by the sides of the cliff,And they hear my words, for they are sweet.
7 Our bones are scattered at the mouth of the grave,As when one plows and breaks up the earth.
8 But my eyes are upon You, O God the Lord;In You I take refuge;Do not leave my soul destitute.
9 Keep me from the snares they have laid for me,And from the traps of the workers of iniquity.
10 Let the wicked fall into their own nets,While I escape safely.