ECB(i)
4 My soul is among roaring lions; and I lie among the inflamed - the sons of humanity whose teeth are spears and arrows and their tongue a sharp sword.
5 Be lofted, O Elohim, above the heavens; your honor above all the earth.
6 They prepare a net for my steps; I bow my soul: they dug a pit at my face; they fall into its midst. Selah.