ي َقُومُ أصاغِرُهُمْ عَنْ يَمِينِي، لِيَجعَلُوا قَدَمَيَّ تَزِلّانِ، وَيُحاصِرُونَنِي لِتَدمِيرِي.
At my right hand the rabble arises; They push away my feet, And they raise against me their ways of destruction.