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Psalm
17

A Prayer of David.

1
Hear the right, O LORD, attend unto my cry, give ear unto my prayer, that goeth
not out of feigned lips.

2
Let my sentence come forth from thy presence; let thine eyes behold the things
that are equal.

3
Thou hast proved mine heart; thou hast visited me in the night; thou hast tried
me, and shalt find nothing; I am purposed that my mouth shall not transgress.

4
Concerning the works of men, by the word of thy lips I have kept me from the
paths of the destroyer.

5
Hold up my goings in thy paths, that my footsteps slip not.

6
I have called upon thee, for thou wilt hear me, O God: incline thine ear unto
me, and hear my speech.

7
Shew thy marvellous lovingkindness, O thou that savest by thy right hand them
which put their trust in thee from those that rise up against them.

8
Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of thy wings,

9
From the wicked that oppress me, from my deadly enemies, who compass me about.

10
They are inclosed in their own fat: with their mouth they speak proudly.

11
They have now compassed us in our steps: they have set their eyes bowing down
to the earth;

12
Like as a lion that is greedy of his prey, and as it were a young lion lurking
in secret places.

13
Arise, O LORD, disappoint him, cast him down: deliver my soul from the wicked,
which is thy sword:

14
From men which are thy hand, O LORD, from men of the world, which have their
portion in this life, and whose belly thou fillest with thy hid treasure: they
are full of children, and leave the rest of their substance to their babes.

15
As for me, I will behold thy face in righteousness: I shall be satisfied, when
I awake, with thy likeness.