² As nothing, have my steps slipped, For I have been envious of the boastful,

¹⁸ If I have said, `My foot hath slipped,' Thy kindness, O Jehovah, supporteth me.

⁹ The feet of His saints He keepeth, And the wicked in darkness are silent, For not by power doth man become mighty.

⁸ For Thou hast delivered my soul from death, My eyes from tears, my feet from overthrowing.

¹⁶ When I said, `Lest they rejoice over me, In the slipping of my foot against me they magnified themselves.

¹⁵ I -- in righteousness, I see Thy face; I am satisfied, in awaking, `with' Thy form!

⁵ To uphold my goings in Thy paths, My steps have not slidden.

²³ and I behold another law in my members, warring against the law of my mind, and bringing me into captivity to the law of the sin that `is' in my members.

²⁴ A wretched man I `am'! who shall deliver me out of the body of this death?

¹³ And I -- in their sickness my clothing `is' sackcloth, I have humbled with fastings my soul, And my prayer unto my bosom returneth.

⁷ And I, in the abundance of Thy kindness, I enter Thy house, I bow myself toward Thy holy temple in Thy fear.

⁴ I -- to man `is' my complaint? and if `so', wherefore May not my temper become short?

⁵ A torch -- despised in the thoughts of the secure Is prepared for those sliding with the feet.

⁷ and David saith to Solomon his son, `As for me, it hath been with my heart to build a house to the name of Jehovah my God,

²³ `I, also, far be it from me to sin against Jehovah, by ceasing to pray for you, and I have directed you in the good and upright way;

¹⁵ and if wrong in your eyes to serve Jehovah -- choose for you to-day whom ye do serve; -- whether the gods whom your fathers served, which `are' beyond the River, or the gods of the Amorite in whose land ye are dwelling; and I and my house -- we serve Jehovah.'