The sorrows of death surrounded me: and the torrents of iniquity troubled me.
Hold up my goings in thy paths, that my footsteps slip not.
My steps have held closely to Your paths [to the tracks of the One Who has gone on before]; my feet have not slipped.
My steps have held fast to thy paths, My feet have not slipped.
My steps are set firmly on your paths; my feet haven’t slipped.
The sorrows of death surrounded me, and the torrents of iniquity dismayed me.
My steps have held fast to your paths; my feet have not slipped.
My foot hath followed his steps: I have kept his way, and have not declined from it.
Jerusalem, which is built as a city, which is compact together.
Let peace be in thy strength: and abundance in thy towers.
They shall remember thy name throughout all generations. Therefore shall people praise thee for ever; yea, for ever and ever.
I know, O Lord, that the way of a man is not his: neither is it in a man to walk and to direct his steps.
He will keep the feet of his saints, and the wicked shall be silent in darkness: because no man shall prevail by his own strength.