Psalm 17
A prayer of David.
1Hear me, Lord, my plea is just;
listen to my cry.
Hear my prayer—
it does not rise from deceitful lips.
2Let my vindication come from you;
may your eyes see what is right.
3Though you probe my heart,
though you examine me at night and test me,
you will find that I have planned no evil;
my mouth has not transgressed.
4Though people tried to bribe me,
I have kept myself from the ways of the violent
through what your lips have commanded.
5My steps have held to your paths;
my feet have not stumbled.
6I call on you, my God, for you will answer me;
turn your ear to me and hear my prayer.
7Show me the wonders of your great love,
you who save by your right hand
those who take refuge in you from their foes.
8Keep me as the apple of your eye;
hide me in the shadow of your wings
9from the wicked who are out to destroy me,
from my mortal enemies who surround me.
10They close up their callous hearts,
and their mouths speak with arrogance.
11They have tracked me down, they now surround me,
with eyes alert, to throw me to the ground.
12They are like a lion hungry for prey,
like a fierce lion crouching in cover.
13Rise up, Lord, confront them, bring them down;
with your sword rescue me from the wicked.
14By your hand save me from such people, Lord,
from those of this world whose reward is in this life.
May what you have stored up for the wicked fill their bellies;
may their children gorge themselves on it,
and may there be leftovers for their little ones.
15As for me, I will be vindicated and will see your face;
when I awake, I will be satisfied with seeing your likeness.
Salmo 17
Oración de David.
1Señor, oye mi justo ruego;
escucha mi clamor;
presta oído a mi oración,
pues no sale de labios engañosos.
2Pronuncia tu sentencia en mi favor;
tus ojos ven lo que es justo.
3Tú escudriñas mi corazón,
tú me examinas por las noches;
¡ponme a prueba,
que no hallarás en mí ningún plan maligno!
¡Mi boca no pecará
4a pesar de lo que hace la otra gente,
pues yo cumplo con tu palabra!
Del camino de la violencia
5he apartado mis pasos;
mis pies no tropiezan en tus sendas.
6Dios mío, a ti clamo porque tú me respondes;
inclina a mí tu oído y escucha mi oración.
7Tú, que salvas con tu diestra
a los que buscan escapar de sus adversarios,
dame una muestra de tu gran amor.
8Protégeme como a la niña de tus ojos,
escóndeme bajo la sombra de tus alas
9de los malvados que me atacan,
de los enemigos que me han cercado.
10Han cerrado su insensible corazón
y profieren insolencias con su boca.
11Vigilan de cerca mis pasos,
prestos a derribarme.
12Parecen leones ávidos de presa,
leones que yacen al acecho.
13¡Levántate, 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.
15Pero yo en justicia veré tu rostro;
cuando despierte, estaré satisfecho al contemplar tu semejanza.
