6. They return at evening, they make a noise like a dog, and go round about the city.
7. Behold, they belch out with their mouth; swords are in their lips: for who, say they, doth hear?
8. But thou, O Lord, shalt laugh at them; thou shalt have all the heathen in derision.
9. O my strength, I will wait upon thee: for God is my high tower.
10. The God of my mercy shall prevent me: God shall let me see my desire upon mine enemies.
11. Slay them not, lest my people forget: scatter them by thy power, and bring them down, O Lord our shield.