7- How many an oppressor has oppressed me with his tricks...

7- How many an oppressor has oppressed me with his tricks, set up for me the net of his snares, appointed over me the inspection of his regard, and lay in ambush for me, the lying in ambush of a predator for its game, waiting to take advantage of its prey, while he showed me the smile of the flatterer and looked at me with the intensity of fury!

8- So when Thou saw, my God, (blessed art Thou and high exalted) the depravity of his secret thoughts and the ugliness of what he harboured, Thou threw him on his head into his own pitfall and dumped him into the hole of his own digging. So he was brought down low, after his overbearing, by the nooses of his own snare, wherein he had thought he would see me; and what came down upon his courtyard had it not been for Thy mercy - was on the point of coming down upon me!

9- How many an evier has choked upon me in his agony, fumed over me in his rage, cut me with the edge of his tongue, showed malice toward me by accusing me of his own faults, made my good repute the target of his shots, collared me with his own constant defects, showed malice toward me with his trickery, and aimed at me with his tricks!

10- So I called upon Thee, my God, seeking aid from Thee, trusting in the speed of Thy response, knowing that he who seeks haven in the shadow of Thy wing will not be mistreated, and he who seeks asylum in the…