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17:1 The prayer of Dauid. Heare the right, O Lord, consider my crye: hearken vnto my prayer of lips vnfained.
17:2 Let my sentence come forth from thy presence, and let thine eyes beholde equitie.
17:3 Thou hast prooued and visited mine heart in the night: thou hast tryed me, and foundest nothing: for I was purposed that my mouth should not offend.
17:4 Concerning the workes of men, by the wordes of thy lips I kept mee from the paths of the cruell man.
17:5 Stay my steps in thy paths, that my feete doe not slide.
17:6 I haue called vpon thee: surely thou wilt heare me, O God: incline thine eare to me, and hearken vnto my wordes.
17:7 Shewe thy marueilous mercies, thou that art the Sauiour of them that trust in thee, from such as resist thy right hand.
17:8 Keepe me as the apple of the eye: hide me vnder the shadowe of thy wings,
17:9 From the wicked that oppresse mee, from mine enemies, which compasse me round about for my soule.
17:10 They are inclosed in their owne fat, and they haue spoken proudely with their mouth.
17:11 They haue compassed vs now in our steps: they haue set their eyes to bring downe to the ground:
17:12 Like as a lyon that is greedy of pray, and as it were a lyons whelp lurking in secret places.
17:13 Vp Lord, disappoint him: cast him downe: deliuer my soule from the wicked with thy sworde,
17:14 From men by thine hand, O Lord, from men of the world, who haue their portion in this life, whose bellies thou fillest with thine hid treasure: their children haue ynough, and leaue the rest of their substance for their children.
17:15 But I will beholde thy face in righteousnes, and when I awake, I shalbe satisfied with thine image.