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I am[a] surrounded by lions.
    I lie down with those who burn with fire—
that is, with people whose teeth are like spears and arrows—
    whose tongues are like sharp swords.

Be exalted above the heavens, God!
    May your glory cover the earth!

They have set a snare for my feet,
    which makes me[b] depressed.
They dug a pit in front of me,
    but they are the ones who fell into it!
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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 57:4 Or My soul is
  2. Psalm 57:6 Lit. my soul