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