Psalms, Chapter 17
                1
                A Prayer of David. Hear the right, O Yahweh, attend to my cry; Give ear to my prayer, that does not go out of feigned lips.
            
                    
                2
                Let my sentence come forth from your presence; Let your eyes look at equity.
            
                    
                3
                You have proved my heart; you have visited me in the night; You have tried me, and find nothing; I have purposed that my mouth will not transgress.
            
                    
                4
                As for the works of man, by the word of your lips I have kept myself from the ways of the violent.
            
                    
                5
                My steps have held fast to your paths, My feet have not slipped.
            
                    
                6
                I have called on you, for you will answer me, O God: Incline your ear to me, [and] hear my speech.
            
                    
                7
                Show your marvelous loving-kindness, O you who save by your right hand those who take refuge [in you] From those who rise up [against them].
            
                    
                8
                Keep me as the apple of the eye; Hide me under the shadow of your wings,
            
                    
                9
                From the wicked who oppress me, My deadly enemies, who circle about my soul.
            
                    
                10
                They are enclosed in their own fat: With their mouth they speak proudly.
            
                    
                11
                They advance against me, now they surround me; They set their eyes to cast [me] down to the earth.
            
                    
                12
                He is like a lion that is greedy of his prey, And as it were a young lion lurking in secret places.
            
                    
                13
                Arise, O Yahweh, Confront him, cast him down: Deliver my soul from the wicked by your sword;
            
                    
                14
                From men by your hand, O Yahweh, From men of this world, whose portion is in [this] life, And whose belly you fill with your treasure: They are satisfied with sons, And leave the rest of their substance to their babes.
            
                    
                15
                As for me, I will see your face in righteousness; I will be satisfied, when I awake, with [seeing] your form.
            
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