Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the (d) snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we are escaped.
(d) For the wicked not only furiously rage against the faithful, but craftily imagined to destroy them.
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Psalms 124:7
7 Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we are escaped.