Coverdale
(i)
11 They kepte me in on euery syde, but in the name of the LORDE, I wil destroye them.
12 They came aboute me like bees, & were as hote as the fyre in the thornes, but in the name of the LORDE I wil destroye them.
13 They thrust at me, that I might fall, but the LORDE was my helpe.