⁴ Bring me out from the net that they hid for me, For Thou `art' my strength.

¹⁵ Mine eyes `are' continually unto Jehovah, For He bringeth out from a net my feet.

¹⁴ Let the sayings of my mouth, And the meditation of my heart, Be for a pleasing thing before Thee, O Jehovah, my rock, and my redeemer!

⁷ For without cause they hid for me their netpit, Without cause they digged for my soul.

⁶ A net they have prepared for my steps, Bowed down hath my soul, They have digged before me a pit, They have fallen into its midst. Selah.

⁷ Our soul as a bird hath escaped from a snare of fowlers, The snare was broken, and we have escaped.

⁵ The proud hid a snare for me -- and cords, They spread a net by the side of the path, Snares they have set for me. Selah.

⁵ A man taking a portion above his neighbour, Spreadeth a net for his own steps.

⁹ and He said to me, `Sufficient for thee is My grace, for My power in infirmity is perfected;' most gladly, therefore, will I rather boast in my infirmities, that the power of the Christ may rest on me:

²⁶ and they may awake out of the devil's snare, having been caught by him at his will.