The sorrows of death surrounded me: and the torrents of iniquity troubled 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 dismayed me.
