My soul thee follows hard; and me thy right hand doth sustain.
The shield of thy salvation thou didst on me bestow: Thy right hand held me up, and great thy kindness made me grow.
Nevertheless continually, O Lord, I am with thee: Thou dost me hold by my right hand, and still upholdest me.
Although he fall, yet shall he not be cast down utterly; Because the Lord with his own hand upholds him mightily.
When I had uttered this word, (my foot doth slip away,) Thy mercy held me up, O Lord, thy goodness did me stay.
Whom have I in the heavens high but thee, O Lord, alone? And in the earth whom I desire besides thee there is none.
But as for me, thou me uphold'st in mine integrity; And me before thy countenance thou sett'st continually.