Psalms 17:6-13

⁶I cried, for thou, God, heardest me; bow down thy ear to me, and hear thou my words.

⁷Make wonderful thy mercies; that makest safe them that hope in thee.

⁸Keep thou me as the apple of thine eye; and from them that against-stand thy right hand. Cover thou me under the shadow of thy wings;

⁹from the face of unpious men, that have tormented me. Mine enemies have encompassed my soul;

¹⁰they have closed together their fatness; the mouth of them spake pride.

¹¹They casted me forth, and have en-compassed me now; they ordained to bow down their eyes into the earth.

¹²They, as a lion made ready to his prey, have taken me; and as the whelp of a lion dwelling in hid places.

¹³Lord, rise thou up, before come thou him, and deceive or overturn thou him; deliver thou my life from the unpious, deliver thou thy sword;