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Psalm 17

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1 Listen while I build my case, God, the most honest prayer you'll ever hear.
1 <<A Prayer by David.>> Hear, Yahweh, my righteous plea; Give ear to my prayer, that doesn't go out of deceitful lips.
2 Show the world I'm innocent - in your heart you know I am.
2 Let my sentence come forth from your presence; Let your eyes look on equity.
3 Go ahead, examine me from inside out, surprise me in the middle of the night - You'll find I'm just what I say I am. My words don't run loose.
3 You have proved my heart; you have visited me in the night; You have tried me, and found nothing; I have resolved that my mouth shall not disobey.
4 I'm not trying to get my way in the world's way. I'm trying to get your way, your Word's way.
4 As for the works of men, by the word of your lips I have kept myself from the ways of the violent.
5 I'm staying on your trail; I'm putting one foot In front of the other. I'm not giving up.
5 My steps have held fast to your paths, My feet have not slipped.
6 I call to you, God, because I'm sure of an answer. So - answer! bend your ear! listen sharp!
6 I have called on you, for you will answer me, God: Turn your ear to me. Hear my speech.
7 Paint grace-graffiti on the fences; take in your frightened children who Are running from the neighborhood bullies straight to you.
7 Show your marvelous lovingkindness, You who save those who take refuge by your right hand from their enemies.
8 Keep your eye on me; hide me under your cool wing feathers
8 Keep me as the apple of your eye; Hide me under the shadow of your wings,
9 From the wicked who are out to get me, from mortal enemies closing in.
9 From the wicked who oppress me, My deadly enemies, who compass me about.
10 Their hearts are hard as nails, their mouths blast hot air.
10 They close up their callous hearts. With their mouth they speak proudly.
11 They are after me, nipping my heels, determined to bring me down,
11 They have now surrounded us in our steps. They set their eyes to cast us down to the earth.
12 Lions ready to rip me apart, young lions poised to pounce.
12 He is like a lion that is greedy of his prey, As it were a young lion lurking in secret places.
13 Up, God: beard them! break them! By your sword, free me from their clutches;
13 Arise, Yahweh, Confront him, cast him down. Deliver my soul from the wicked by your sword;
14 Barehanded, God, break these mortals, these flat-earth people who can't think beyond today. I'd like to see their bellies swollen with famine food, The weeds they've sown harvested and baked into famine bread, With second helpings for their children and crusts for their babies to chew on.
14 From men by your hand, Yahweh, From men of the world, whose portion is in this life, Whose belly you fill with your treasure: They are satisfied with children, Leave the rest of their substance to their babes.
15 And me? I plan on looking you full in the face. When I get up, I'll see your full stature and live heaven on earth.
15 As for me, I shall see your face in righteousness; I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with seeing your form.
Published by permission. Originally published by NavPress in English as THE MESSAGE: The Bible in Contemporary Language copyright 2002 by Eugene Peterson. All rights reserved.
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