and straight paths make for your feet, that that which is lame may not be turned aside, but rather be healed;
Thou causest me to know the path of life; Fulness of joys is with Thy presence, Pleasant things by Thy right hand for ever!
My way He hedged up, and I pass not over, And on my paths darkness He placeth.
And puttest in the stocks my feet, And observest all my paths, On the roots of my feet Thou settest a print,
They have broken down my path, By my calamity they profit, 'He hath no helper.'
My soul He refresheth, He leadeth me in paths of righteousness, For His name's sake,
To uphold my goings in Thy paths, My steps have not slidden.
Nun. A lamp to my foot is Thy word, And a light to my path.
My path and my couch Thou hast fanned, And with all my ways hast been acquainted.
And the path of the righteous is as a shining light, Going and brightening till the day is established,
The path for the righteous is uprightness, O upright One, The path of the righteous Thou dost ponder.
Ponder thou the path of thy feet, And all thy ways are established.
In the path of righteousness is life, And in the way of that path is no death!
And I have caused the blind to go, In a way they have not known, In paths they have not known I cause them to tread, I make a dark place before them become light, And unlevelled places become a plain, These are the things I have done to them, And I have not forsaken them.
He hath hedged my ways with hewn work, My paths He hath made crooked.