8 Let a snare which they know not come upon them: and the gin which they hid take them; and let them fall into the very same snare. 9 But my soul shall exult in the Lord: it shall delight in his salvation. 10 All my bones shall say, O Lord, who is like to thee? delivering the poor out of the hand of them that are stronger than he, yea, the poor and needy one from them that spoil him.
11 Unjust witnesses arose, and asked me of things I knew not.
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