5. Let them be like chaff before the wind, With the angel of the Lord driving them on.
6. Let their way be dark and slippery, With the angel of the Lord pursuing them.
7. For without cause they hid their net for me; Without cause they dug a pit for my soul.
8. Let destruction come upon him unawares, And let the net which he hid catch himself; Into that very destruction let him fall.
9. And my soul shall rejoice in the Lord; It shall exult in His salvation.
10. All my bones will say, "Lord, who is like You, Who delivers the afflicted from him who is too strong for him, And the afflicted and the needy from him who robs him?"
11. Malicious witnesses rise up; They ask me of things that I do not know.
12. They repay me evil for good, To the bereavement of my soul.
13. But as for me, when they were sick, my clothing was sackcloth; I humbled my soul with fasting, And my prayer kept returning to my bosom.