A Prayer of David.
Give ear to my prayer, which is not from deceitful lips.
Let Your eyes look with equity.
You have visited me by night;
You have tested me and You find nothing;
I have purposed that my mouth will not transgress.
I have kept from the paths of the violent.
My feet have not slipped.
Incline Your ear to me, hear my speech.
O Savior of those who take refuge at Your right hand
From those who rise up against them.
Hide me in the shadow of Your wings
My deadly enemies who surround me.
With their mouth they speak proudly.
They set their eyes to cast us down to the ground.
And as a young lion lurking in hiding places.
Deliver my soul from the wicked with Your sword,
From men of the world, whose portion is in this life,
And whose belly You fill with Your treasure;
They are satisfied with children,
And leave their abundance to their babes.
I will be satisfied with Your likeness when I awake.