¶Keep me, O Yahweh, from the hands of the wicked; Guard me from violent men Who give thought to trip up my steps.
My steps have held fast to Your paths. My footsteps have not stumbled.
Let not the foot of pride come upon me, And let not the hand of the ungodly drive me away.
You love all words that devour, O deceitful tongue.
So that it does not hear the voice of charmers, Or a skillful caster of spells.
Protect me, O my God, out of the hand of the wicked, Out of the grasp of the unrighteous and ruthless man,
To show partiality to the wicked is not good, Nor to thrust aside the righteous in judgment.