Всякий день извращают слова мои; все помышления их обо мне — на зло:
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They conspire, they lurk, they watch my steps, hoping to take my life.
They stir up strife, they lurk; they watch my steps, as they have waited for my life.
They attack, they lurk, They watch my steps, As they have waited to take my life.
They come together to spy on me — watching my every step, eager to kill me.
They gather themselves together, they hide themselves, they mark my steps, when they wait for my soul.
They gather together, They hide, they mark my steps, When they lie in wait for my life.
They gather themselves together, they hide themselves; they mark my steps, because they wait for my soul.