¹⁷ I broke the fangs of the wicked
    and snatched the victims^(A) from their teeth.^(B)

⁷ Arise,^(A) Lord!
    Deliver me,^(B) my God!
Strike^(C) all my enemies on the jaw;
    break the teeth^(D) of the wicked.

¹⁴ those whose teeth^(A) are swords
    and whose jaws are set with knives^(B)
to devour^(C) the poor^(D) from the earth
    and the needy from among mankind.^(E)

⁶ Praise be to the Lord,
    who has not let us be torn by their teeth.

⁸ May they be like a slug that melts away as it moves along,^(A)
    like a stillborn child^(B) that never sees the sun.