The Bible
Psalms 17
David pleads with the Lord to hear his voice and to preserve him from men of the world—David hopes to behold the Lord’s face in righteousness.
2Let my sentence come forth from thy presence; let thine eyes behold the things that are equal.
5Hold up my goings in thy paths, that my footsteps slip not.
8Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of thy wings,
9From the wicked that oppress me, from my deadly enemies, who compass me about.
10They are inclosed in their own fat: with their mouth they speak proudly.
11They have now compassed us in our steps: they have set their eyes bowing down to the earth;
12Like as a lion that is greedy of his prey, and as it were a young lion lurking in secret places.
13Arise, O Lord, disappoint him, cast him down: deliver my soul from the wicked, which is thy sword: