because of the voice of the enemy, because of the oppression of the wicked. For they bring suffering on me. In anger they hold a grudge against me.
For it was not an enemy who insulted me, then I could have endured it. Neither was it he who hated me who raised himself up against me, then I would have hidden myself from him.
Let death come suddenly on them. Let them go down alive into Sheol. For wickedness is among them, in their dwelling.
He has redeemed my soul in peace from the battle that was against me, although there are many who oppose me.
God, who is enthroned forever, will hear and answer them. Selah. They never change and don’t fear God.
His mouth was smooth as butter, but his heart was war. His words were softer than oil, yet they were drawn swords.