CAB(i)
1 Woe to those that afflict you; but no one makes you miserable; and he that deals treacherously with you does not deal treacherously; those that deal treacherously shall be taken and given up, and like a moth on a garment, so shall they be spoiled.
2 Lord, have mercy upon us; for we have trusted in You; the seed of the rebellious has gone to destruction, but our deliverance was in a time of affliction.
3 By reason of the terrible sound, the nations were dismayed for fear of You, and the heathen were scattered.
4 And now shall the spoils of Your small and great be gathered, as if one should gather locusts, so shall they mock You.