Keep me as the apple of the eye; hide me under the shadow of Thy wings,
from the wicked that oppress me, from my deadly enemies who compass me about.
They are enclosed in their own fat; with their mouth they speak proudly.
They have now encompassed us in our steps; they have set their eyes, bowing down to the earth,
like a lion that is greedy for his prey, even as a young lion lurking in secret places.
Arise, O LORD, disappoint them! Cast them down; deliver my soul from the wicked by Thy sword,
from men which are Thy hand, O LORD, from men of the world that have their portion in this life, and whose belly Thou fillest with Thy hid treasure: They are full of children, and leave the rest of their substance to their babes.
As for me, I will behold Thy face in righteousness; I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with Thy likeness.