Psalms 17:2-8

²May my sentence come forth from thy presence; May thine eyes behold uprightness!

³Provest thou my heart, visitest thou me in the night, Triest thou me like gold, thou shalt find nothing!

⁴My thoughts do not vary from my lips. As to the deeds of men, Through the word of thy lips I have kept me from the paths of the destroyer.

⁵Support my steps in thy paths, That my feet may not slip!

⁶I call upon thee, O God! for thou wilt hear me; Incline thine ear to me, and listen to my prayer!

⁷Show forth thy loving-kindness, O thou that savest by thy right hand Them that seek refuge in thee from their adversaries!

⁸Guard me as the apple of the eye; Hide me under the shadow of thy wings