6. When their judges are thrown down from the rocks, they shall hear my words, for they are sweet.
7. Our bones are scattered at the mouth of Sheol, as when one cutteth and cleaveth wood upon the earth.
8. For unto thee, Jehovah, Lord, are mine eyes; in thee do I trust: leave not my soul destitute.
9. Keep me from the snare which they have laid for me, and from the traps of the workers of iniquity.
10. Let the wicked fall into their own nets, whilst that I withal pass over.