Psalms 140:5
The proud have hidden a snare for me, They have spread the cords of a net by the path. They have set traps for me. Selah.
The proud have hidden a snare for me, They have spread the cords of a net by the path. They have set traps for me. Selah.
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6 They have prepared a net for my steps. My soul is bowed down. They dig a pit before me. They fall into the midst of it themselves. Selah.
9 Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me, From the traps of the workers of iniquity.
10 Let the wicked fall together into their own nets, While I pass by.
85 The proud have dug pits for me, Contrary to your law.
3 They have sharpened their tongues like a serpent. Viper's poison is under their lips. Selah.
4 Yahweh, keep me from the hands of the wicked. Preserve me from the violent men who have determined to trip my feet.
10 A noose is hidden for him in the ground, A trap for him in the way.
14 God, the proud have risen up against me. A company of violent men have sought after my soul, And they don't hold regard for you before them.
3 For, behold, they lie in wait for my soul. The mighty gather themselves together against me, Not for my disobedience, nor for my sin, Yahweh.
7 For without cause they have hidden their net in a pit for me. Without cause they have dug a pit for my soul.
8 Let destruction come on him unawares. Let his net that he has hidden catch himself. Let him fall into that destruction.
15 The nations have sunk down in the pit that they made; In the net which they hid, their own foot is taken.
22 Let a cry be heard from their houses, when you shall bring a troop suddenly on them; for they have dug a pit to take me, and hid snares for my feet.
3 When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, You knew my path. In the way in which I walk, They have hidden a snare for me.
110 The wicked have laid a snare for me, Yet I haven't gone astray from your precepts.
3 For strangers have risen up against me. Violent men have sought after my soul. They haven't set God before them. Selah.
2 In arrogance, the wicked hunt down the weak; They are caught in the schemes that they devise.
4 Pluck me out of the net that they have laid secretly for me, For you are my stronghold.
12 They also who seek after my life lay snares. Those who seek my hurt speak mischievous things, And meditate deceits all day long.
5 All day long they twist my words. All their thoughts are against me for evil.
6 They conspire and lurk, Watching my steps, they are eager to take my life.
11 They have now surrounded us in our steps. They set their eyes to cast us down to the earth.
26 For among my people are found wicked men: they watch, as fowlers lie in wait; they set a trap, they catch men.
5 The cords of Sheol were round about me; The snares of death came on me.
9 He has walled up my ways with hewn stone; he has made my paths crooked.
13 From on high has he sent fire into my bones, and it prevails against them; He has spread a net for my feet, he has turned me back: He has made me desolate and faint all the day.
14 The yoke of my transgressions is bound by his hand; They are knit together, they are come up on my neck; he has made my strength to fail: The Lord has delivered me into their hands, against whom I am not able to stand.
9 From the wicked who oppress me, My deadly enemies, who surround me.
11 He has turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces; he has made me desolate.
78 Let the proud be disappointed, for they have overthrown me wrongfully. I will meditate on your precepts.
16 For dogs have surrounded me. A company of evil-doers have enclosed me. They pierced my hands and my feet.
6 The cords of Sheol were round about me; The snares of death came on me.
5 Let the enemy pursue my soul, and overtake it; Yes, let him tread my life down to the earth, And lay my glory in the dust. Selah.
51 The arrogant mock me excessively, But I don't swerve from your law.
11 Don't let the foot of pride come against me. Don't let the hand of the wicked drive me away.
15 My eyes are ever on Yahweh, For he will pluck my feet out of the net.
10 They have gaped on me with their mouth; They have struck me on the cheek reproachfully. They gather themselves together against me.
11 God delivers me to the ungodly, And casts me into the hands of the wicked.
2 For, behold, the wicked bend their bows. They set their arrows on the strings, That they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.
11 For he has untied his cord, and afflicted me; And they have thrown off restraint before me.
12 On my right hand rise the rabble. They thrust aside my feet, They cast up against me their ways of destruction.
20 In the shelter of your presence you will hide them from the plotting of man. You will keep them secretly in a dwelling away from the strife of tongues.
69 The proud have smeared a lie upon me. With my whole heart, I will keep your precepts.
10 Therefore snares are round about you. Sudden fear troubles you,
9 He lurks in secret as a lion in his ambush. He lies in wait to catch the helpless. He catches the helpless, when he draws him in his net.
6 Therefore pride is like a chain around their neck. Violence covers them like a garment.
16 For I said, "Don't let them gloat over me, Or exalt themselves over me when my foot slips."
3 Because of the voice of the enemy, Because of the oppression of the wicked. For they bring suffering on me. In anger they hold a grudge against me.
5 Then the proud waters would have gone over our soul.
9 As for the head of those who surround me, Let the mischief of their own lips cover them.