Thou didst cleave the fountain and the flood: thou driedst up mighty rivers.

He clave the rocks in the wilderness, and gave them drink as out of the great depths.

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

By reason of the voice of my groaning my bones cleave to my skin.

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

He maketh my feet like hinds' feet, and setteth me upon my high places.

For dogs have compassed me: the assembly of the wicked have inclosed me: they pierced my hands and my feet.

Mine eyes are ever toward the LORD; for he shall pluck my feet out of the net.

My foot standeth in an even place: in the congregations will I bless the LORD.

And hast not shut me up into the hand of the enemy: thou hast set my feet in a large room.

Thou madest him to have dominion over the works of thy hands; thou hast put all things under his feet:

The heathen are sunk down in the pit that they made: in the net which they hid is their own foot taken.

He bowed the heavens also, and came down: and darkness was under his feet.

Thou hast enlarged my steps under me, that my feet did not slip.

I have wounded them that they were not able to rise: they are fallen under my feet.

He shall subdue the people under us, and the nations under our feet.

For thou hast delivered my soul from death: wilt not thou deliver my feet from falling, that I may walk before God in the light of the living?

The righteous shall rejoice when he seeth the vengeance: he shall wash his feet in the blood of the wicked.

Let not the foot of pride come against me, and let not the hand of the wicked remove me.

For I said, Hear me, lest otherwise they should rejoice over me: when my foot slippeth, they magnify themselves against me.

He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings.