Salmos 62

How long will you go on designing evil against a man? running against him as against a broken wall, which is on the point of falling?

¿Hasta cuándo maquinaréis contra un hombre? Pereceréis todos vosotros, caeréis como pared acostada, como cerca ruinosa.

How long will ye imagine mischief against a man? ye shall be slain all of you: as a bowing wall shall ye be, and as a tottering fence.

How long will you assault a man? Would all of you throw him down, like a leaning wall, like a tottering fence?