מָצוֹד

…then understand that it is God who has wronged me and drawn His net around me.

The wicked desire the plunder of evil men, but the root of the righteous flourishes.

And I find more bitter than death the woman who is a snare, whose heart is a net, and whose hands are chains. The man who pleases God escapes her, but the sinner is ensnared.

For surely no man knows his time: Like fish caught in a cruel net or birds trapped in a snare, so men are ensnared in an evil time that suddenly falls upon them.

There was a small city with few men. A mighty king came against it, surrounded it, and built large siege ramps against it.

All the many nations going out to battle against Ariel—even all who war against her, laying siege and attacking her—will be like a dream, like a vision in the night,

With hooks they caged him and brought him to the king of Babylon. They brought him into captivity so that his roar was heard no longer on the mountains of Israel.