8 I would hasten my escape
From the windy storm and tempest.”

9 Destroy, O Lord, and divide their¹ tongues,
For I have seen ^aviolence and strife in the city. ‡

11 Destruction is in its midst;
^aOppression and deceit do not depart from its streets. ‡

12 ^aFor it is not an enemy who reproaches me;
Then I could bear it.
Nor is it one who hates me who has ^bexalted himself against me;
Then I could hide from him. ‡