Keep me safe, Lord, from the hands of the wicked; protect me from the violent, who devise ways to trip my feet.
My steps have held to your paths; my feet have not stumbled.
May the foot of the proud not come against me, nor the hand of the wicked drive me away.
You love every harmful word, you deceitful tongue!
that will not heed the tune of the charmer, however skillful the enchanter may be.
Deliver me, my God, from the hand of the wicked, from the grasp of those who are evil and cruel.
It is not good to be partial to the wicked and so deprive the innocent of justice.