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.

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 vleuels

9 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.