Old Testament
Psalms
Hear My Righteous Plea · 17:1–15
17:2 Let my sentence come forth from thy presence; let thine eyes behold the things that are equal.
17:5 Hold up my goings in thy paths, that my footsteps slip not.
17:8 Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of thy wings,
17:9 From the wicked that oppress me, from my deadly enemies, who compass me about.
17:10 They are inclosed in their own fat: with their mouth they speak proudly.
17:11 They have now compassed us in our steps: they have set their eyes bowing down to the earth;