Psalm 17:10-12

The Voice

¹⁰ Like clay baking in the sun, their hearts have hardened;
    arrogance spills from their mouths.
¹¹ They’ve tracked me down like quarry.
    They’re surrounding me
    and are poised to throw me down into the dirt.
¹² Like a lion—crouching in the brush—they are ready to tear me apart.
    Like young lions in their hiding places, they are poised to strike.