He made the sky sink as he descended; a thick cloud was under his feet.

He gives me the agility of a deer; he enables me to negotiate the rugged terrain.

I beat them to death; they fall at my feet.

You do not deliver me over to the power of the enemy; you enable me to stand in a wide open place.

He subdued nations beneath us and countries under our feet.

He preserves our lives and does not allow our feet to slip.

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

They will lift you up in their hands, so you will not slip and fall on a stone.

If I say, “My foot is slipping,” your loyal love, O Lord, supports me.

Praise the Lord our God! Worship before his footstool! He is holy!

I stay away from the evil path, so that I might keep your instructions.

May he not allow your foot to slip! May your protector not sleep!

My child, do not go down their way, withhold yourself from their path;

for they are eager to inflict harm, and they hasten to shed blood.

Then you will walk on your way with security, and you will not stumble.

for the Lord will be the source of your confidence, and he will guard your foot from being caught in a trap.

Do not turn to the right or to the left; turn yourself away from evil.

a heart that devises wicked plans, feet that are swift to run to evil,

Can a man walk on hot coals without scorching his feet?

(She is loud and rebellious, she does not remain at home –