Psalms 17

What gives satisfaction?

thlim iz	Psalms 17	Fn	Min	Max	Syll
a tpilh ldvid wmyh ihvh xdq hqwibh rinti hazinh tpilti bla wpti mrmh	1 A prayer of David. Hear Yahweh righteousness. Attend to my shout. Give ear to my prayer, not from lips of deceit.		3e	4C	6 20 6
b mlpniç mwp'ti iixa yiniç tkzinh miwrim	2 From your presence emerges my judgment. Your eyes gaze on uprightness.	g	3e	4B	9 10
g bknt libi pqdt lilh xrptni bl-tmxa zmoti bl-iybor-pi	3 You have tested my heart. You have visited in the night. You have refined me till nothing is found. I intend that my mouth will not go beyond...	~	3e	4C	17 8
d lpyulot adm bdbr wptiç ani wmrti aorkot prix	4 About the works of humanity, in the word of your lips, I myself kept from the paths of one who breaks open.		3e	4B	11 9
h tmoç awurii bmyglotiç bl-nmo'tu pymii	5 Maintain my steps in your tracks. My footfall does not slip.		3e	4B	11 7
v ani-qratiç ci-tynni al h't-aoznç li wmy amrti	6 I myself have called you because you answer, O God. Bend your ear to me, hear my promise.		3e	4B	11 10
z hplh ksdiç mowiy kosim mmtqommim biminç	7 Reserve your kindness, you who save those who take refuge, from those who arise by your right hand.		3e	4B	11 8
k womrni caiwon bt-yin bxl cnpiç tstirni	8 Keep me as the daughter pictured in an eye. In the shadow of your wings, hide me,	g	3e	4B	9 10
't mpni rwyim zu wduni aoibii bnpw iqipu ylii	9 from the faces of the wicked that devastate me, hostile in being encompassing me.		3e	4B	9 10
i klbmo sgru pimo dibru bgaut	10 Their grossness, they imprison. Their mouth, they speak with pride.		3e	4A	5 7
ia awurinu yth sbbunu yinihm iwitu ln'tot barx	11 Our steps now, they surround us. They have their eyes set, bending over the earth.	g	3e	4B	10 11
ib dmiono carih icsof l'trof vccpir iowb bmstrim	12 Its likeness is like a lion that salivates to tear, and like a cub sitting in hidden places.		3e	4B	10 9
ig qumh ihvh qdmh pniv hcriyhu pl'th npwi mrwy krbç	13 Arise Yahweh, confront to its face. Make it bow down. Secure me from the wicked, your sword,		3e	4C	12 10
id mmtim idç ihvh mmtim mkld klqm bkiim uxpunç tmla b'tnm iwbyu bnim vhniku itrm lyollihm	14 from men, your hand, Yahweh, from men, from transience, their share in their lives, whose bellies you fill with your treasure. Let them be satisfied with children, and leave their surplus to their progeny.		3d	4A	24 5 10
'tv ani bxdq akzh pniç awbyh bhqix tmuntç	15 I in righteousness will gaze on your face. I will be satisfied to awaken in your similitude.		3e	4B	11 11

The music for this psalm is here. It opens with a great cry and strange definition of the cola of the first verse. The accents do not accentuate the obvious, but emphasize the last 6 syllables. Have a look at the rest as you read through the psalm. There is no performance available. Do one if you want to, please.