Keepme, O LORD,from the handsof the wicked;Preserveme from violentmenWhohave purposedto tripup my feet.
Let not the footof pridecomeupon me, And let not the handof the wickeddriveme away.
Rescueme, O my God,out of the handof the wicked,Out of the graspof the wrongdoerand ruthlessman,
My stepshave heldfastto Your paths.My feethave not slipped.
To showpartialityto the wickedis not good,[Nor] to thrustasidethe righteousin judgment.
You loveallwordsthat devour,O deceitfultongue.
Sothat it does not hearthe voiceof charmers,[Or] a skillfulcasterof spells.
