i1 [A Psalm of David, when he fled from his son Absalom.]i0 par O Jehovah, how my adversaries have increased! Many are they who rise up against me.

All the nations have surrounded me, but in the name of Jehovah I will destroy them.

They have surrounded me like bees. They have been quenched like a fire of thorns, for in the name of Jehovah I will destroy them.

Suffer evil, O people, and be broken! Give ear, all you from distant lands. Gird yourselves and be broken. Gird yourselves and be broken!

For they are spirits of demons, performing signs, which go forth to the kings of the earth and of the whole world, to gather them to the battle of that great day of God Almighty.