Kiss the chosen lest he shall be angry, and ye perish in the way when his anger shall kindle as a little. Happy all they putting their trust in him.

Lest he shall rend my soul as the lion, breaking in pieces and none delivering.

Look upon, answer me, O Jehovah my God: enlighten mine eyes, lest I shall sleep the death;

Lest mine enemy shall say, I prevailed against him; mine adversaries shall exult when I shall be moved.

To David. To thee, O Jehovah, will I call, my rock; thou wilt not be silent from me: lest thou wilt be silent from me and I was made like with them going down to the pit

For I said, Lest they shall rejoice over me: in the wavering of my foot they magnified against me.

Understand now this, ye forgetting God, lest I shall rend and none delivering.

Thou wilt not kill them lest my people shall forget: cause them to wander to and fro by thy strength, and bring them down, O Jehovah, our shield.

Upon the hands shall they lift thee up, lest thou shalt strike thy foot against a stone.