And thou wilt give him dominion over the works of thy hands; thou didst put all under his feet:

The nations sank into the pit they made: in the net they hid, their foot was taken by it

They shut up their fat: their mouth spake in pride.

And he will incline the heavens and come down: and gloom under his feet

Setting my feet as the hinds, and he will cause me to stand upon my heights.

I will smite them through and through, and they shall not be able to rise: they shall fall under my feet.

He will remember all thy gifts, and he will make fat thy burnt-offerings. Silence.

For dogs surrounded me: the assembly of those being evil moved round about me: they digged my hands and my feet

All the fat ones of the earth shall eat and worship before him, and all they going down to dust shall bow down, and he preserved not alive his soul.

Thou wilt set in order a table before me in front of mine enemies: thou madest fat mine head with oil; my cup being satisfied with drink.

Mine eyes are always to Jehovah, for he will bring forth my feet from the net

My foot stood in straightness: in the convocations will I praise Jehovah.

Save thy people and bless thine inheritance, and feed them and lift them up even forever.

And thou didst not shut me up in the hand of the enemy: thou didst cause my feet to stand in a broad place.

To David. Contend, O Jehovah, with them contending with me: fight with those fighting with me.

The foot of pride shall not come to me, and the hand of the unjust shall not move me.

Trust in Jehovah and do good; dwell in the land and be fed with faithfulness.

For I said, Lest they shall rejoice over me: in the wavering of my foot they magnified against me.

And he will bring me up from the pit of destruction, from the clay of mire, and he will set my feet upon a rock, preparing my goings.

Thou wilt give us as sheep for food, and thou didst scatter us among the nations.

He will speak the peoples under us, and the nations under our feet.

For thou deliveredst my soul from death: are not my feet from falling, to go about before God in the light of the living?

He turned the sea into dry land: they will pass through the river on foot: there we shall rejoice in him.

He set our soul in life, and he gave not our feet to waver.

So that thy foot shall shake in blood, the tongue of thy dogs from the enemies of him.

And they will give my food poison, and for my thirst they will give me vinegar to drink.

And I, my feet nearly turned aside; my going was almost poured out

For not the pains to their death, and their body fat

Their eye will come forth from fat: they passed over the imaginations of the heart

Thou didst break the heads of the sea monster, thou wilt give him for food to the people, to the inhabitants of the desert

And they will tempt God in their heart to ask food for their soul.

They turned not away from their desire, yet their food in their mouth.

And the anger of God came up upon them, and he will slay among their fat ones and he bowed down the chosen of Israel.

And he will feed them according to the integrity of his heart, and he will guide them in the understandings of his hands.

They gave the corpses of thy servants food to the birds of the heavens, the flesh of thy godly ones to the beasts of the earth.

The swine from the forest will lay it waste, and the Moving thing of the field will feed upon it

And he shall cause them to eat from the fat of wheat, and from the rock with honey will I satisfy thee.

Upon the hands shall they lift thee up, lest thou shalt strike thy foot against a stone.

They shall yet sprout in old as; they shall be fat and green.

If I said, My foot wavered; thy mercy, O Jehovah, upheld me.

Exalt ye Jehovah our God, and worship at the footstool of his feet; he is holy.

The young lions roaring for prey, and to seek from God their food.

They will all wait for thee to give their food in its time.

They humbled his feet with the fetter: his soul came into iron:

Their soul will abhor all food, and they will draw near to the gates of death.

To David a chanting. Jehovah spake to my Lord, Sit thou at my right hand and I will set thine enemies the stool to thy feet

Their hands, and they will not feel: their feet, and they shall not go: they shall not murmur in their throat

For thou deliveredst my soul from death, mine eyes from tears, my feet from a fall.

I reckoned my ways, and I will turn back my feet to thy testimonies.

Their heart was fat as fatness; I delighted in thy law.

I withheld my feet from every evil way, so that I watch thy word.

Thy word a lamp to my feet, and a light to my beaten path.

He will not give to move thy foot: he watching thee will not slumber.

Our feet were standing in the gates of Jeursalem.

We will come in to his dwellings: we will worship at the footstool of his feet

The eyes of all hope for thee, and thou givest to them their food in its time.

Giving to the cattle its food, to the sons of the ravens which call.

Setting thy bound peace, he will fill thee with the fat of the wheat.