Thou shalt make room enough under me for to go, that my footsteps shall not slide. {TYNDALE: And thou madest me space to walk in, that my feet should not stumble.}

{A Psalm of David.} Judge me, O LORD; for I have walked in mine integrity: I have trusted also in the LORD; therefore I shall not slide.

A king is not saved by a large army; a mighty soldier is not delivered by his great strength.

The law of his God is in his heart; none of his steps shall slide.

Thou hast sold thy people for nought, and hast not increased thy wealth by their price;

To you, my strength, I will sing praises. For God is my high tower, the God of my mercy. For the Chief Musician. To the tune of "The Lily of the Covenant." A teaching poem by David, when he fought with Aram Naharaim and with Aram Zobah, and Joab returned, and killed twelve thousand of Edom in the Valley of Salt.

{To the chief Musician upon Shushaneduth, Michtam of David, to teach; when he strove with Aramnaharaim and with Aramzobah, when Joab returned, and smote of Edom in the valley of salt twelve thousand.} O God, thou hast cast us off, thou hast scattered us, thou hast been displeased; O turn thyself to us again.

who holds our soul in life, and does not allow our feet to slide.

I am sinking in deep mire, and there is no solid ground. I have come into deep water, and the flood overwhelms me.

But as for me, my feet almost slipped; my feet almost slid out from under me.

He destroyed their vines with hail and their sycamore trees with sleet.

He sent a man before them, even Joseph, who was sold for a servant:

A fruitful land into a salt desert, For the wickedness of them that dwell therein.