Proverbs 1:18
And they for their own blood lay wait, They watch secretly for their own lives.
And they for their own blood lay wait, They watch secretly for their own lives.
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19 So `are' the paths of every gainer of dishonest gain, The life of its owners it taketh.
11 If they say, `Come with us, we lay wait for blood, We watch secretly for the innocent without cause,
12 We swallow them as Sheol -- alive, And whole -- as those going down `to' the pit,
16 For their feet to evil do run, And they haste to shed blood.
17 Surely in vain is the net spread out before the eyes of any bird.
26 For the wicked have been found among My people. It looketh about the covering of snares, They have set up a trap -- men they capture.
27 As a cage full of fowls, So their houses are full of deceit, Therefore they have been great, and are rich.
8 He doth sit in an ambush of the villages, In secret places he doth slay the innocent. His eyes for the afflicted watch secretly,
9 He lieth in wait in a secret place, as a lion in a covert. He lieth in wait to catch the poor, He catcheth the poor, drawing him into his net.
4 To shoot in secret places the perfect, Suddenly they shoot him, and fear not.
5 They strengthen for themselves an evil thing, They recount of the hiding of snares, They have said, `Who doth look at it?'
6 They search out perverse things, `We perfected a searching search,' And the inward part of man, and the heart `are' deep.
6 They assemble, they hide, they watch my heels, When they have expected my soul.
15 Swift `are' their feet to shed blood.
10 Hidden in the earth is his cord, And his trap on the path.
12 And those seeking my soul lay a snare, And those seeking my evil Have spoken mischievous things, And they do deceits meditate all the day.
32 The wicked is watching for the righteous, And is seeking to put him to death.
40 When they bow down in dens -- Abide in a thicket for a covert?
2 Perished hath the kind out of the land, And upright among men -- there are none, All of them for blood lie in wait, Each his brother they hunt `with' a net.
3 On the evil `are' both hands to do `it' well, The prince is asking -- also the judge -- for recompence, And the great -- he is speaking the mischief of his soul, And they wrap it up.
7 Their feet to evil do run, And they haste to shed innocent blood, Their thoughts `are' thoughts of iniquity, Spoiling and destruction `are' in their highways.
2 For lo, the wicked tread a bow, They have prepared their arrow on the string, To shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.
16 For they sleep not if they do not evil, And their sleep hath been taken violently away, If they cause not `some' to stumble.
11 `Our steps now have compassed `him';' Their eyes they set to turn aside in the land.
12 His likeness as a lion desirous to tear, As a young lion dwelling in secret places.
3 For, lo, they laid wait for my soul, Assembled against me are strong ones, Not my transgression nor my sin, O Jehovah.
22 A cry is heard from their houses, For Thou bringest against them suddenly a troop, For they dug a pit to capture me, And snares they have hidden for my feet.
2 For destruction doth their heart meditate, And perverseness do their lips speak.
16 He hath dug in the darkness -- houses; By day they shut themselves up, They have not known light.
15 Lay not wait, O wicked one, At the habitation of the righteous. Do not spoil his resting-place.
8 A slaughtering arrow `is' their tongue, Deceit it hath spoken in its mouth, Peace with its neighbour it speaketh, And in its heart it layeth its ambush,
9 Keep me from the gin they laid for me, Even snares of workers of iniquity.
7 For without cause they hid for me their netpit, Without cause they digged for my soul.
8 Meet him doth desolation -- he knoweth not, And his net that he hid catcheth him, For desolation he falleth into it.
6 The words of the wicked `are': `Lay wait for blood,' And the mouth of the upright delivereth them.
8 For he is sent into a net by his own feet, And on a snare he doth walk habitually.
28 She also, as catching prey, lieth in wait, And the treacherous among men she increaseth.
21 They decree against the soul of the righteous, And innocent blood declare wicked.
10 Men of blood hate the perfect, And the upright seek his soul.
9 Wo `to' him who is gaining evil gain for his house, To set on high his nest, To be delivered from the hand of evil,
14 A sword have the wicked opened, And they have trodden their bow, To cause to fall the poor and needy, To slaughter the upright of the way.
1 Wo `to' those devising iniquity, And working evil on their beds, In the light of the morning they do it, For their hand is -- to God.
2 Who have devised evils in the heart, All the day they assemble `for' wars.
5 The proud hid a snare for me -- and cords, They spread a net by the side of the path, Snares they have set for me. Selah.
20 For they speak not peace, And against the quiet of the land, Deceitful words they devise,
14 At the light doth the murderer rise, He doth slay the poor and needy, And in the night he is as a thief.
11 For they stretched out against Thee evil, They devised a wicked device, they prevail not,
22 Their table before them is for a snare, And for a recompence -- for a trap.
15 Sunk have nations in a pit they made, In a net that they hid hath their foot been captured.
23 Till an arrow doth split his liver, As a bird hath hastened unto a snare, And hath not known that it `is' for its life.