"Plead my cause, O LORD, with them that strive with me: fight against them that fight against me. Take hold of shield and buckler, and stand up for mine help.
Draw out also the spear, and stop the way against
them that persecute me: say unto my soul, I am thy salvation.
be confounded and put to shame that seek after my soul: let them be
turned back and brought to confusion that devise my hurt.
Let them be
as chaff before the wind: and let the angel of the LORD chase
Let their way be dark and slippery: and let the angel of the
LORD persecute them.
For without cause have they hid for me their net
in a pit, which without cause they have digged for my soul.
destruction come upon him at unawares; and let his net that he hath hid
catch himself: into that very destruction let him fall.
And my soul
shall be joyful in the LORD: it shall rejoice in his salvation...."