If I do not remember you, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.

For our soul is bowed down to the dust: our body cleaves unto the earth.

I will set no wicked thing before my eyes: I hate the work of them that turn aside; it shall not cleave to me.

He makes my feet like hinds' feet, and sets me upon my high places.

I thought on my ways, and turned my feet unto your testimonies.

I have refrained my feet from every evil way, that I might keep your word.

[Nun] Your word is a lamp unto my feet, and a light unto my path.

He will not allow your foot to be moved: he that keeps you will not slumber.

Our feet shall stand within your gates, O Jerusalem.