and whenever I feel low, you are there to guide me. A trap has been hidden along my pathway.
Protect me from the traps of those violent people,
Those proud people have hidden traps and nets to catch me as I walk.
These people have dug pits and set traps for me, Lord. Make them scream in fear when you send enemy troops to attack their homes.
I have given up hope, and I feel numb all over.
I feel hopeless, and I cry out to you from a faraway land. Lead me to the mighty rock high above me.
I am wasting away like grass, and my appetite is gone.
When I think of you, I feel restless and weak.
They attack from ambush, watching my every step and hoping to kill me.
Protect me from hidden traps and keep me safe.
I have no more strength than a few drops of water. All my bones are out of joint; my heart is like melted wax.
The Lord protects everyone who follows him, but the wicked follow a road that leads to ruin.
But he knows what I am doing, and when he tests me, I will be pure as gold. *
The Pharisees got together and planned how they could trick Jesus into saying something wrong.
You know my heart, and even during the night you have tested me and found me innocent. I have made up my mind never to tell a lie.
We humans are only a breath; none of us are truly great. All of us together weigh less than a puff of air.
I pray to you, Lord! Please listen.
Get up and pray for help all through the night. Pour out your feelings to the Lord, as you would pour water out of a jug. Beg him to save your people, who are starving to death at every street crossing.