The sorrows of death surrounded me, and the torrents of iniquity dismayed me.
Hold up my goings in thy paths, that my footsteps slip not.
My steps have held closely to Your paths [to the tracks of the One Who has gone on before]; my feet have not slipped.
My steps have held fast to thy paths, My feet have not slipped.
My steps are set firmly on your paths; my feet haven’t slipped.
The sorrows of death surrounded me: and the torrents of iniquity troubled me.