His victims are crushed and beaten down; they are trapped in his sturdy nets.

Surely you put them in slippery places; you bring them down to ruin.

He caused them to fall right in the middle of their camp, all around their homes.

Their priests fell by the sword, but their widows did not weep.

Yet you will die like mortals; you will fall like all the other rulers.”

So he made a solemn vow that he would make them die in the desert,

make their descendants die among the nations, and scatter them among foreign lands.

“You aggressively attacked me and tried to knock me down, but the Lord helped me.

he digs a pit and then falls into the hole he has made.

It is as if I have been given fertile fields or received a beautiful tract of land.

I beat them to death; they fall at my feet.

They will fall down, but we will stand firm.

They are dividing up my clothes among themselves; they are rolling dice for my garments.

Even if he trips, he will not fall headlong, for the Lord holds his hand.

My heart beats violently within me; the horrors of death overcome me.

Though a thousand may fall beside you, and a multitude on your right side, it will not reach you.

Egypt was happy when they left, for they were afraid of them.

Let the wicked fall into their own nets, while I escape.

The Lord supports all who fall, and lifts up all who are bent over.

Condemn them, O God! May their own schemes be their downfall! Drive them away because of their many acts of insurrection, for they have rebelled against you.