LORD, keep me from the hands of the wicked. Preserve me from the violent men who have determined to trip my feet.
My steps have held fast to your paths. My feet have not slipped.
Don't let the foot of pride come against me. Don't let the hand of the wicked drive me away.
You love all devouring words, you deceitful tongue.
which doesn't listen to the voice of charmers, no matter how skillful the charmer may be.
Rescue me, my God, from the hand of the wicked, from the hand of the unrighteous and cruel man.
To be partial to the faces of the wicked is not good, nor to deprive the innocent of justice.