Psalms 56:7

5 Every day they wrest my words: all their thoughts against me for evil.

6 They gather themselves together, they hide themselves, they mark my steps, when they wait for my soul.

7 Shall they escape by iniquity? in anger cast down the people, O Elohim.

8 you tellest my wanderings: put you my tears into your bottle: not in your book?

9 When I cry , then shall mine enemies turn back: this I know; for Elohim for me.