< Psalms 17 >

1 A PRAYER OF DAVID. Hear, O YHWH, righteousness, attend my cry, Give ear [to] my prayer, without lips of deceit.
תְּפִלָּ֗ה לְדָ֫וִ֥ד שִׁמְעָ֤ה יְהוָ֨ה ׀ צֶ֗דֶק הַקְשִׁ֥יבָה רִנָּתִ֗י הַאֲזִ֥ינָה תְפִלָּתִ֑י בְּ֝לֹ֗א שִׂפְתֵ֥י מִרְמָֽה׃
2 My judgment goes out from before You; Your eyes see uprightly.
מִ֭לְּפָנֶיךָ מִשְׁפָּטִ֣י יֵצֵ֑א עֵ֝ינֶ֗יךָ תֶּחֱזֶ֥ינָה מֵישָׁרִֽים׃
3 You have proved my heart, You have inspected by night, You have tried me, You find nothing; My thoughts do not pass over my mouth.
בָּ֘חַ֤נְתָּ לִבִּ֨י ׀ פָּ֘קַ֤דְתָּ לַּ֗יְלָה צְרַפְתַּ֥נִי בַל־תִּמְצָ֑א זַ֝מֹּתִ֗י בַּל־יַעֲבָר־פִּֽי׃
4 As for doings of man, Through a word of Your lips I have observed The paths of a destroyer;
לִפְעֻלֹּ֣ות אָ֭דָם בִּדְבַ֣ר שְׂפָתֶ֑יךָ אֲנִ֥י שָׁ֝מַ֗רְתִּי אָרְחֹ֥ות פָּרִֽיץ׃
5 To uphold my goings in Your paths, My steps have not slipped.
תָּמֹ֣ךְ אֲ֭שֻׁרַי בְּמַעְגְּלֹותֶ֑יךָ בַּל־נָמֹ֥וטּוּ פְעָמָֽי׃
6 I called You, for You answer me, O God, incline Your ear to me, hear my speech.
אֲנִֽי־קְרָאתִ֣יךָ כִֽי־תַעֲנֵ֣נִי אֵ֑ל הַֽט־אָזְנְךָ֥ לִ֝֗י שְׁמַ֣ע אִמְרָתִֽי׃
7 Separate Your kindness wonderfully, O Savior of the confiding, By Your right hand, from withstanders.
הַפְלֵ֣ה חֲ֭סָדֶיךָ מֹושִׁ֣יעַ חֹוסִ֑ים מִ֝מִּתְקֹומְמִ֗ים בִּֽימִינֶֽךָ׃
8 Keep me as the apple, the daughter of the eye; Hide me in the shadow of Your wings,
שָׁ֭מְרֵנִי כְּאִישֹׁ֣ון בַּת־עָ֑יִן בְּצֵ֥ל כְּ֝נָפֶ֗יךָ תַּסְתִּירֵֽנִי׃
9 From the face of the wicked who spoiled me, [From] my enemies in soul who go around against me.
מִפְּנֵ֣י רְ֭שָׁעִים ז֣וּ שַׁדּ֑וּנִי אֹיְבַ֥י בְּ֝נֶ֗פֶשׁ יַקִּ֥יפוּ עָלָֽי׃
10 They have closed up their fat, Their mouths have spoken with pride:
חֶלְבָּ֥מֹו סָּגְר֑וּ פִּ֝֗ימֹו דִּבְּר֥וּ בְגֵאֽוּת׃
11 “Our steps have now surrounded [him]”; They set their eyes to turn aside in the land.
אַ֭שֻּׁרֵינוּ עַתָּ֣ה סְבָבוּנִי (סְבָב֑וּנוּ) עֵינֵיהֶ֥ם יָ֝שִׁ֗יתוּ לִנְטֹ֥ות בָּאָֽרֶץ׃
12 His likeness as a lion desirous to tear, As a young lion dwelling in secret places.
דִּמְיֹנֹ֗ו כְּ֭אַרְיֵה יִכְסֹ֣וף לִטְרֹ֑וף וְ֝כִכְפִ֗יר יֹשֵׁ֥ב בְּמִסְתָּרֽ͏ִים׃
13 Arise, O YHWH, go before his face, Cause him to bend. Deliver my soul from the wicked, Your sword,
קוּמָ֤ה יְהוָ֗ה קַדְּמָ֣ה פָ֭נָיו הַכְרִיעֵ֑הוּ פַּלְּטָ֥ה נַ֝פְשִׁ֗י מֵרָשָׁ֥ע חַרְבֶּֽךָ׃
14 From men, Your hand, O YHWH, From men of the world, their portion [is] in life, And [with] Your hidden things You fill their belly, They are satisfied [with] sons, And have left their abundance to their sucklings.
מִֽמְתִ֥ים יָדְךָ֨ ׀ יְהוָ֡ה מִֽמְתִ֬ים מֵחֶ֗לֶד חֶלְקָ֥ם בַּֽחַיִּים֮ וּצְפִינְךָ (וּֽצְפוּנְךָ֮) תְּמַלֵּ֪א בִ֫טְנָ֥ם יִשְׂבְּע֥וּ בָנִ֑ים וְהִנִּ֥יחוּ יִ֝תְרָ֗ם לְעֹולְלֵיהֽ͏ֶם׃
15 I—in righteousness, I see Your face; I am satisfied, in awaking, [with] Your form!
אֲנִ֗י בְּ֭צֶדֶק אֶחֱזֶ֣ה פָנֶ֑יךָ אֶשְׂבְּעָ֥ה בְ֝הָקִ֗יץ תְּמוּנָתֶֽךָ׃

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