Psalms 57:6
A net they have prepared for my steps, Bowed down hath my soul, They have digged before me a pit, They have fallen into its midst. Selah.
A net they have prepared for my steps, Bowed down hath my soul, They have digged before me a pit, They have fallen into its midst. Selah.
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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.
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.
5 All the day they wrest my words, Concerning me all their thoughts `are' for evil,
6 They assemble, they hide, they watch my heels, When they have expected my soul.
7 By iniquity they escape, In anger the peoples put down, O God.
15 Sunk have nations in a pit they made, In a net that they hid hath their foot been captured.
11 `Our steps now have compassed `him';' Their eyes they set to turn aside in the land.
3 For, lo, they laid wait for my soul, Assembled against me are strong ones, Not my transgression nor my sin, O Jehovah.
4 Without punishment they run and prepare themselves, Stir up to meet me, and see.
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.
5 An enemy pursueth my soul, and overtaketh, And treadeth down to the earth my life, And my honour placeth in the dust. Selah.
3 For strangers have risen up against me And terrible ones have sought my soul, They have not set God before them. Selah.
9 Keep me from the gin they laid for me, Even snares of workers of iniquity.
10 The wicked fall in their nets together, till I pass over!
53 They have cut off in a pit my life, And they cast a stone against me.
3 When my spirit hath been feeble in me, Then Thou hast known my path; In the way `in' which I walk, They have hid a snare for me.
10 For mine enemies have spoken against me, And those watching my soul have taken counsel together,
85 The proud have digged for me pits, That `are' not according to Thy law.
9 And they who for desolation seek my soul, Go in to the lower parts of the earth.
4 Bring me out from the net that they hid for me, For Thou `art' my strength.
3 For an enemy hath pursued my soul, He hath bruised to the earth my life, He hath caused me to dwell in dark places, As the dead of old.
16 When I said, `Lest they rejoice over me, In the slipping of my foot against me they magnified themselves.
6 Know now, that God turned me upside down, And His net against me hath set round,
13 From above He hath sent fire into my bone, And it subdueth it, He hath spread a net for my feet, He hath turned me backward, He hath made me desolate -- all the day sick.
14 Bound hath been the yoke of my transgressions by His hand, They are wrapped together, They have gone up on my neck, He hath caused my power to stumble, The Lord hath given me into hands, I am not able to rise.
13 They have broken down my path, By my calamity they profit, `He hath no helper.'
11 My ways He is turning aside, and He pulleth me in pieces, He hath made me a desolation.
12 He hath trodden His bow, And setteth me up as a mark for an arrow.
16 And to the dust of death thou appointest me, For surrounded me have dogs, A company of evil doers have compassed me, Piercing my hands and my feet.
15 A pit he hath prepared, and he diggeth it, And he falleth into a ditch he maketh.
2 Let them be ashamed and confounded Who are seeking my soul, Let them be turned backward and blush Who are desiring my evil.
9 He hath hedged my ways with hewn work, My paths He hath made crooked.
2 Many are saying of my soul, `There is no salvation for him in God.' Selah.
14 O God, the proud have risen up against me, And a company of the terrible sought my soul, And have not placed Thee before them,
38 I smite them, and they are not able to rise, They fall under my feet,
4 They are ashamed and blush, those seeking my soul, Turned backward and confounded, Those devising my evil.
6 Thou hast put me in the lowest pit, In dark places, in depths.
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.
15 Mine eyes `are' continually unto Jehovah, For He bringeth out from a net my feet.
6 The cords of Sheol have surrounded me, Before me have been the snares of death.
10 Hidden in the earth is his cord, And his trap on the path.
4 My soul `is' in the midst of lions, I lie down `among' flames -- sons of men, Their teeth `are' a spear and arrows, And their tongue a sharp sword.
13 Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall.
18 Only, in slippery places Thou dost set them, Thou hast caused them to fall to desolations.
8 For he is sent into a net by his own feet, And on a snare he doth walk habitually.
14 They are ashamed and confounded together, Who are seeking my soul to destroy it, They are turned backward, And are ashamed, who are desiring my evil.
20 Is evil recompensed instead of good, That they have dug a pit for my soul? Remember my standing before Thee to speak good of them, To turn back Thy wrath from them.
13 Thou hast sorely thrust me to fall, And Jehovah hath helped me.