~ For the enemy ~ 19_PSA_143_003  For the enemy hath persecuted my soul; he hath smitten my life down to the ground; he hath made me to dwell in darkness, as those that have been long dead. # , 25_LAM_01_09  Her filthiness [is] in her skirts; she remembereth not her last end; therefore she came down wonderfully, she had no comforter. O LORD, behold my affliction, for the enemy hath magnified [himself]. #,