Psalm 17:12-14

The Voice

¹²Like a lion—crouching in the brush—they are ready to tear me apart.
Like young lions in their hiding places, they are poised to strike.

¹³Rise up and confront them, O Eternal One! Make them pay.
    By Your sword, set me free from my wicked enemies!
¹⁴May Your rescue find me here.
    By Your hand, save me from my enemies, Eternal One.
    Save me from men whose hopes are rooted in this world.
But as for those You cherish,
    may they feast on all You have set aside for them;
    may their children never be in need;
    may they have enough so their children will inherit their wealth.