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Salmos 17

Oración de David.

1Señor, oye mi justo ruego;
    escucha mi clamor;
presta oído a mi oración,
    pues no sale de labios engañosos.
Sé tú mi defensor,
    pues tus ojos ven lo que es justo.

Tú escudriñas mi corazón,
    tú me examinas por las noches;
¡ponme, pues, a prueba,
    que no hallarás en mí maldad alguna!

¡No pasarán por mis labios
    palabras como las de otra gente,
    pues yo cumplo con tu palabra!
Del camino de la violencia
    he apartado mis pasos;
    mis pies están firmes en tus sendas.

A ti clamo, oh Dios, porque tú me respondes;
    inclina a mí tu oído, y escucha mi oración.
Tú, que salvas con tu diestra
    a los que buscan escapar de sus adversarios,
    dame una muestra de tu gran amor.
Cuídame como a la niña de tus ojos;
    escóndeme, bajo la sombra de tus alas,
de los malvados que me atacan,
    de los enemigos que me han cercado.
10 Han cerrado su insensible corazón,
    y profieren insolencias con su boca.
11 Vigilan de cerca mis pasos,
    prestos a derribarme.
12 Parecen leones ávidos de presa,
    leones que yacen al acecho.

13 ¡Vamos, Señor, enfréntate a ellos!
    ¡Derrótalos!
    ¡Con tu espada rescátame de los malvados!
14 ¡Con tu mano, Señor, sálvame de estos mortales
    que no tienen más herencia que esta vida!

Con tus tesoros les has llenado el vientre,
    sus hijos han tenido abundancia,
    y hasta ha sobrado para sus descendientes.
15 Pero yo en justicia contemplaré tu rostro;
    me bastará con verte cuando despierte.

King James Version

Psalm 17

1Hear the right, O Lord, attend unto my cry, give ear unto my prayer, that goeth not out of feigned lips.

Let my sentence come forth from thy presence; let thine eyes behold the things that are equal.

Thou hast proved mine heart; thou hast visited me in the night; thou hast tried me, and shalt find nothing; I am purposed that my mouth shall not transgress.

Concerning the works of men, by the word of thy lips I have kept me from the paths of the destroyer.

Hold up my goings in thy paths, that my footsteps slip not.

I have called upon thee, for thou wilt hear me, O God: incline thine ear unto me, and hear my speech.

Shew thy marvellous lovingkindness, O thou that savest by thy right hand them which put their trust in thee from those that rise up against them.

Keep me as the apple of the eye, hide me under the shadow of thy wings,

From the wicked that oppress me, from my deadly enemies, who compass me about.

10 They are inclosed in their own fat: with their mouth they speak proudly.

11 They have now compassed us in our steps: they have set their eyes bowing down to the earth;

12 Like as a lion that is greedy of his prey, and as it were a young lion lurking in secret places.

13 Arise, O Lord, disappoint him, cast him down: deliver my soul from the wicked, which is thy sword:

14 From men which are thy hand, O Lord, from men of the world, which have their portion in this life, and whose belly thou fillest with thy hid treasure: they are full of children, and leave the rest of their substance to their babes.

15 As for me, I will behold thy face in righteousness: I shall be satisfied, when I awake, with thy likeness.