1 [A Prayer of David.] Hear the right, O Jehovah, attend unto my cry; give ear unto my prayer, which is not out of feigned lips.2 Let my judgment come forth from thy presence, let thine eyes regard equity.3 Thou hast proved my heart, thou hast visited me by night; thou hast tried me, thou hast found nothing: my thought goeth not beyond my word.4 Concerning the works of men, by the word of thy lips I have kept from the paths of the violent {man}.5 When thou holdest my goings in thy paths, my footsteps slip not.6 I have called upon thee, for thou answerest me, O *God. Incline thine ear unto me, hear my speech.7 Shew wondrously thy loving-kindnesses, O thou that savest by thy right hand them that 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 destroy me, my deadly enemies, who compass me about.10 They are enclosed in their own fat; with their mouth they speak proudly.11 They have now encompassed us in our steps; their eyes have they set, bowing down to the earth.12 He is like a lion that is greedy of its prey, and as a young lion lurking in secret places.13 Arise, Jehovah, anticipate him, cast him down: deliver my soul from the wicked, thy sword;14 From men {who are} thy hand, O Jehovah, from men of this age: their portion is in {this} life, and their belly thou fillest with thy hid {treasure}; they have their fill of sons, and leave the rest of their {substance} to their children.15 As for me, I will behold thy face in righteousness; I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with thy likeness.

1 HERE, hoor 'n regverdige saak, let op my smeking; luister tog na my gebed met onbedrieglike lippe.2 Laat my reg van u aangesig uitgaan; laat u oë regverdig sien.3 U het my hart getoets, dit in die nag ondersoek, U het my gekeur, U vind niks nie; wat ek ook dink, my mond oortree nie.4 Aangaande die handelinge van die mens, ,k het deur die woord van u lippe die paaie van die geweldenaar vermy.5 My gange het vasgehou aan u spore, my voetstappe het nie gewankel nie.6 Ek roep U aan, want U verhoor my, o God! Neig u oor tot my, luister na my woord!7 Maak u gunsbewyse wonderbaar, o verlosser van die wat by u regterhand skuil vir teëstanders!8 Bewaar my soos 'n oogappel; verberg my in die skaduwee van u vleuels9 teen die goddelose wat my geweld aandoen, my doodsvyande wat my omring.10 Hulle het hul gevoel afgesluit; met hul mond spreek hulle hoogmoedig.11 Nou het hulle ons in ons gang omsingel; hulle rig hul oë daarop om ons op die grond uit te strek.12 Hy is soos 'n leeu wat begerig is om te verskeur, en soos 'n jong leeu wat in skuilplekke klaar lê.13 Staan op, HERE, gaan hom tegemoet, werp hom neer; red my van die goddelose met u swaard;14 met u hand van die manne, o HERE, van die manne wie se deel in die lewe uit die wêreld is en wie se buik U vul met u verborge skat; wie se seuns daarvan nog sat is, wat weer hul oorskot aan hulle kinders laat agterbly.15 Maar ek sal u aangesig in geregtigheid aanskou; ek sal versadig word met u beeld as ek wakker word.