²⁰ Deliver from the sword my soul, From the paw of a dog mine only one.

¹⁷ Lord, how long dost thou behold? Keep back my soul from their desolations, From young lions my only one.

⁷ Sword, awake against My shepherd, And against a hero -- My fellow, An affirmation of Jehovah of Hosts. Smite the shepherd, and scattered is the flock, And I have put back My hand on the little ones.

¹³ Arise, O Jehovah, go before his face, Cause him to bend. Deliver my soul from the wicked, Thy sword,