² When the wicked, even mine enemies and my foes, came upon me to eat up my flesh, they stumbled and fell.

⁴ Have all the workers of iniquity no knowledge? who eat up my people as they eat bread, and call not upon the LORD.

³ Judas then, having received a band of men and officers from the chief priests and Pharisees, cometh thither with lanterns and torches and weapons.

⁴ Jesus therefore, knowing all things that should come upon him, went forth, and said unto them, Whom seek ye?

⁵ They answered him, Jesus of Nazareth. Jesus saith unto them, I am he. And Judas also, which betrayed him, stood with them.

⁶ As soon then as he had said unto them, I am he, they went backward, and fell to the ground.

²² Why do ye persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?

¹⁵ And many among them shall stumble, and fall, and be broken, and be snared, and be taken.

¹² They compassed me about like bees: they are quenched as the fire of thorns: for in the name of the LORD I will destroy them.

³ How long will ye imagine mischief against a man? ye shall be slain all of you: as a bowing wall shall ye be, and as a tottering fence.

⁴ They only consult to cast him down from his excellency: they delight in lies: they bless with their mouth, but they curse inwardly. Selah.

⁴ Have the workers of iniquity no knowledge? who eat up my people as they eat bread: they have not called upon God.

¹⁶ For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet.

³⁸ I have wounded them that they were not able to rise: they are fallen under my feet.

³⁹ For thou hast girded me with strength unto the battle: thou hast subdued under me those that rose up against me.

⁴⁰ Thou hast also given me the necks of mine enemies; that I might destroy them that hate me.

⁴¹ They cried, but there was none to save them: even unto the LORD, but he answered them not.

⁴² Then did I beat them small as the dust before the wind: I did cast them out as the dirt in the streets.

⁴ The sorrows of death compassed me, and the floods of ungodly men made me afraid.

³ When mine enemies are turned back, they shall fall and perish at thy presence.

³¹ If the men of my tabernacle said not, Oh that we had of his flesh! we cannot be satisfied.

⁷ Arise, O LORD; save me, O my God: for thou hast smitten all mine enemies upon the cheek bone; thou hast broken the teeth of the ungodly.