Psalms 17

NEW AMERICAN BIBLE	STUTTGARTENSIA-DELITZSCH
1 A prayer of David. Hear, LORD, my plea for justice; pay heed to my cry; Listen to my prayer spoken without guile.	1 תְּפִלָּה לְדָוִד שִׁמְעָה יְהוָה ׀ צֶדֶק הַקְשִׁיבָה רִנָּתִי הַאֲזִינָה תְפִלָּתִי בְּלֹא שִׂפְתֵי מִרְמָה
2 From you let my vindication come; your eyes see what is right.	2 מִלְּפָנֶיךָ מִשְׁפָּטִי יֵצֵא עֵינֶיךָ תֶּחֱזֶינָה מֵישָׁרִים
3 You have tested my heart, searched it in the night. You have tried me by fire, but find no malice in me. My mouth has not transgressed	3 בָּחַנְתָּ לִבִּי ׀ פָּקַדְתָּ לַּיְלָה צְרַפְתַּנִי בַל־תִּמְצָא זַמֹּתִי בַּל־יַעֲבָר־פִּי
4 as humans often do. As your lips have instructed me, I have kept the way of the law.	4 לִפְעֻלֹּות אָדָם בִּדְבַר שְׂפָתֶיךָ אֲנִי מַרְתִּי אָרְחֹות פָּרִיץ
5 My steps have kept to your paths; my feet have not faltered.	5 תָּמֹךְ אֲשֻׁרַי בְּמַעְגְּלֹותֶיךָ בַּל־נָמֹוטּוּ פְעָמָי
6 I call upon you; answer me, O God. Turn your ear to me; hear my prayer.	6 אֲנִי־קְרָאתִיךָ כִי־תַעֲנֵנִי אֵל הַט־אָזְנְךָ לִי שְׁמַע אִמְרָתִי
7 Show your wonderful love, you who deliver with your right arm those who seek refuge from their foes.	7 הַפְלֵה חֲסָדֶיךָ מֹושִׁיעַ חֹוסִים מִמִּתְקֹומְמִים בִּימִינֶךָ
8 Keep me as the apple of your eye; hide me in the shadow of your wings	8 מְרֵנִי כְּאִישֹׁון בַּת־עָיִן בְּצֵל כְּנָפֶיךָ תַּסְתִּירֵנִי
9 from the violence of the wicked.	9 מִפְּנֵי רְשָׁעִים זוּ שַׁדּוּנִי אֹיְבַי בְּנֶפֶשׁ יַקִּיפוּ עָלָי
10 My ravenous enemies press upon me; they close their hearts, they fill their mouths with proud roaring.	10 חֶלְבָּמֹו סָּגְרוּ פִּימֹו דִּבְּרוּ בְגֵאוּת
11 Their steps even now encircle me; they watch closely, keeping low to the ground,	11 אַשֻּׁרֵינוּ עַתָּה [סְבָבוּנִי כ] (סְבָבוּנוּ ק) עֵינֵיהֶם יָשִׁיתוּ לִנְטֹות בָּאָרֶץ
12 Like lions eager for prey, like young lions lurking in ambush.	12 דִּמְיֹנֹו כְּאַרְיֵה יִכְסֹוף לִטְרֹוף וְכִכְפִיר יֹשֵׁב בְּמִסְתָּרִים
13 Rise, O LORD, confront and cast them down; rescue me so from the wicked.	13 קוּמָה יְהוָה קַדְּמָה פָנָיו הַכְרִיעֵהוּ פַּלְּטָה נַפְשִׁי מֵרָשָׁע חַרְבֶּךָ
14 Slay them with your sword; with your hand, LORD, slay them; snatch them from the world in their prime. Their bellies are being filled with your friends; their children are satisfied too, for they share what is left with their young.	14 מִמְתִים יָדְךָ ׀ יְהוָה מִמְתִים מֵחֶלֶד חֶלְקָם בַּחַיִּים [וּצְפִינְךָ כ] (וּצְפוּנְךָ ק) תְּמַלֵּא בִטְנָם יִשְׂבְּעוּ בָנִים וְהִנִּיחוּ יִתְרָם לְעֹולְלֵיהֶם
15 I am just--let me see your face; when I awake, let me be filled with your presence.	15 אֲנִי בְּצֶדֶק אֶחֱזֶה פָנֶיךָ אֶשְׂבְּעָה בְהָקִיץ תְּמוּנָתֶךָ