Ps.124.7

Our soul is escaped as a bird out of the snare of the fowlers: the snare is broken, and we are escaped.

Ps.124.7

We've flown free from their fangs, free of their traps, free as a bird. Their grip is broken; we're free as a bird in flight.

Ps.124.7

We have escaped like a bird out of the fowler's snare; the snare has been broken, and we have escaped.

Ps.124.7

Our soul has escaped as a bird from the snare of the fowlers; The snare is broken, and we have escaped.