9 from the wicked who oppress me, my deadly enemies, who surround me.
10 They close up their callous hearts. With their mouth they speak proudly.
11 They have now surrounded us in our steps. They set their eyes to cast us down to the earth.
12 He is like a lion that is greedy of his prey, as it were a young lion lurking in secret places.
13 Arise, Yahweh, confront him. Cast him down. Deliver my soul from the wicked by your sword;
14 from men by your hand, Yahweh, from men of the world, whose portion is in this life. You fill the belly of your cherished ones. Your sons have plenty, and they store up wealth for their children.
15 As for me, I shall see your face in righteousness. I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with seeing your form.