You broaden my steps beneath me, so my feet have not slipped.
He brought me out to a wide-open place. He rescued me since He delighted in me.
He will not let your foot slip. Your Keeper will not slumber.
My steps have kept on Your paths. My feet have not slipped.
You gave me the shield of Your salvation. Your right hand upholds me, Your gentleness makes me great.
For the music director, on stringed instruments, a psalm of David.
If I say: “My foot has slipped,” Your mercy, Adonai, will hold me up.
When you walk, your step will not be hindered, and when you run, you will not stumble.
He guards the steps of His godly ones, but the wicked are silenced in darkness. For one does not prevail by might.