Psalms Chapter 17
Ayo, Lord, peep me, listen to my vibes, and check my prayer, no cap.
[A Prayer of David.] Hear the right, O LORD, attend unto my cry, give ear unto my prayer, {that goeth} not out of feigned lips. {the right: Heb. justice} {not...: Heb. without lips of deceit}
Let my truth flow from your presence; let your gaze catch what's real.
Let my sentence come forth from thy presence; let thine eyes behold the things that are equal.
You examined my heart; you rolled through my thoughts at night; you tested me and found nothing sus; I'm determined to keep it lowkey.
Thou hast proved mine heart; thou hast visited {me} in the night; thou hast tried me, {and} shalt find nothing; I am purposed {that} my mouth shall not transgress.
With your word, I’ve sidestepped the shady paths of the haters.
Concerning the works of men, by the word of thy lips I have kept {me from} the paths of the destroyer.
Keep my moves on fleek, so I don’t trip up.
Hold up my goings in thy paths, {that} my footsteps slip not. {slip...: Heb. be not moved}
I reached out to you, God, and I'm sure you’ll vibe with me; lean in and catch my words.
I have called upon thee, for thou wilt hear me, O God: incline thine ear unto me, {and hear} my speech.
Show your legendary love, you who rescues those who believe in you from the haters.
Shew thy marvellous lovingkindness, O thou that savest by thy right hand them which put their trust {in thee} from those that rise up {against them}. {by thy...: or, them which trust in thee from those that rise up against thy right hand}
Keep me tight, like the apple of your eye, shelter me under your wings, fr.
Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of thy wings,
From the wicked who are on my tail, from my sketchy enemies closing in on me.
From the wicked that oppress me, {from} my deadly enemies, {who} compass me about. {oppress: Heb. waste} {my...: Heb. my enemies against the soul}
They’re all tangled up in their own hype; they talk a big game.
They are inclosed in their own fat: with their mouth they speak proudly.
They’ve got us cornered, peering low; it’s mad sus.
They have now compassed us in our steps: they have set their eyes bowing down to the earth;
Like a lion ready to feast, or a young lion creeping around.
Like as a lion {that} is greedy of his prey, and as it were a young lion lurking in secret places. {Like...: Heb. The likeness of him (that is, of every one of them) is as a lion that desireth to ravin} {lurking: Heb. sitting}
Step up, Lord, show them what’s good, save my soul from the wicked, that’s your move.
Arise, O LORD, disappoint him, cast him down: deliver my soul from the wicked, {which is} thy sword: {disappoint...: Heb. prevent his face} {which is: or, by}
From the people who are your hands, Lord, from those living for the moment, whose stomachs are packed with hidden treasures: they’ve got kids and leave scraps for them.
From men {which are} thy hand, O LORD, from men of the world, {which have} their portion in {this} life, and whose belly thou fillest with thy hid {treasure}: they are full of children, and leave the rest of their {substance} to their babes. {which are: or, by} {they...: or, their children are full}
As for me, I’ll catch your face in righteousness: I’ll be hyped when I wake up, looking just like you.
As for me, I will behold thy face in righteousness: I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with thy likeness.