CAB(i)
4 and He has delivered my soul from the midst of the lion's whelps; I lay down to sleep, though troubled. As for the sons of men, their teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
5 Be exalted, O God, above the heavens; and Your glory above all the earth.
6 They have prepared snares for my feet, and have bowed down my soul; they have dug a pit before my face, and fallen into it themselves. Pause.