17 Unless the Lord had given me help,

I would soon have dwelt in the silence of death.

18 When I said, “My foot is slipping,”

your unfailing love, Lord, supported me.

19 When anxiety was great within me,

your consolation brought me joy.

17 If the Lord had not been my help,

my soul would soon have lived in the land of silence.

18 When I thought, “My foot slips,”

your steadfast love, O Lord, held me up.

19 When the cares of my heart are many,

your consolations cheer my soul.

17 Unless the Lord had been my help, My soul had almost dwelt in silence. 18 When I said, My foot slippeth; Thy mercy, O Lord, held me up. 19 In the multitude of my thoughts within me Thy comforts delight my soul.

17 Unless the Lord had been my help,

My soul would soon have settled in silence.

18 If I say, “My foot slips,”

Your mercy, O Lord, will hold me up.

19 In the multitude of my anxieties within me,

Your comforts delight my soul.

17 If the Lord had not helped me,

I would have died in a minute.

18 I said, “I am about to fall,”

but, Lord, your love kept me safe.

19 I was very worried,

but you comforted me and made me happy.

17 Unless Jehovah had been my help,

My soul had soon dwelt in silence.

18 When I said, My foot slippeth;

Thy lovingkindness, O Jehovah, held me up.

19 In the multitude of my thoughts within me

Thy comforts delight my soul.

17 If Jehovah had not been my help, my soul had almost dwelt in silence. 18 When I said, My foot slippeth, thy loving-kindness, O Jehovah, held me up. 19 In the multitude of my anxious thoughts within me thy comforts have delighted my soul.

17 If the Lord had not come to help me, 

my soul would have quickly fallen silent ⸤in death⸥. 

18 When I said, “My feet are slipping,” 

your mercy, O Lord, continued to hold me up. 

19 When I worried about many things, 

your assuring words soothed my soul. 

17 If the Lord had not been my helper,

I would soon rest in the silence of death.

18 If I say, “My foot is slipping,”

Your faithful love will support me, Lord.

19 When I am filled with cares,

Your comfort brings me joy.

17 If the Lord had not been my help,

my soul would soon have lived in the land of silence.

18 When I thought, “My foot is slipping,”

your steadfast love, O Lord, held me up.

19 When the cares of my heart are many,

your consolations cheer my soul.

17 If Yahweh had not been my help,

my soul would soon have dwelt in silence.

18 When I thought, “My foot is slipping,”

your loyal love, O Yahweh, supported me.

19 When my troubled thoughts were many within me,

your consolations cheered my soul.

17 Suppose the Lord had not helped me.

Then I would soon have been lying quietly in the grave.

18 I said, “My foot is slipping.”

But Lord, your love kept me from falling.

19 I was very worried.

But your comfort brought joy to my heart.

17 If the Lord had not been my help,

My soul would soon have dwelt in the abode of silence.

18 If I should say, “My foot has slipped,”

Your lovingkindness, O Lord, will hold me up.

19 When my anxious thoughts multiply within me,

Your consolations delight my soul.