8. Let ruin seize him unawares;his net he hid withalHimself let catch; and in the samedestruction let him fall.
9. My soul in God shall joy; and gladin his salvation be:
10. And all my bones shall say, O Lord,who is like unto thee,Which dost the poor set free from himthat is for him too strong;The poor and needy from the manthat spoils and does him wrong?
11. False witnesses rose; to my chargethings I not knew they laid.
12. They, to the spoiling of my soul,me ill for good repaid.