CLV(i)
8 Keep me as the pupil of Your eye; Conceal me in the shadow of Your wings
9 From the face of the wicked, those who devastate me; My enemies against my soul encompass about me."
10 They have closed their calloused heart; Their mouths have spoken in pride.
11 They surround me now in my progress; They are setting their eyes to turn me aside to the earth.
12 His likeness is like a lion that longs to tear prey, And like a sheltered lion sitting in concealment."
13 O Yahweh, do arise; do confront him to his face; Make him bow down. Do deliver my soul from the wicked one by Your sword,