b'Keep me as the apple of the eye: hide me under the shadow of thy wings,From the wicked that oppress me, from mine enemies, which compass me round about for my soul.10 They are enclosed in their own fat, and they have spoken proudly with their mouth.11 They have compassed us now in our steps: they have set their eyes to bring down to the ground:12 Like as a lion that is greedy of prey, and as it were a lions whelp lurking in secret places.13 Up Lord, disappoint him: cast him down: deliver my soul from the wicked with thy sword,14 From men by thine hand, O Lord, from men of the world, who have their portion in this life, whose bellies thou fillest with thine hid treasure: their children have enough, and leave the rest of their substance for their children.33'