Psalms 5

1 To the chief music-maker on wind instruments. A Psalm. Of David. Give ear to my words, O Lord; give thought to my heart-searchings.

“To the chief musician upon Nechiloth, a psalm of David.” To my words give ear, O Lord, have regard to my mediation.

2 Let the voice of my cry come to you, my King and my God; for to you will I make my prayer.

Listen unto the voice of my loud cry, my King, and my God, when unto thee I pray.

3 My voice will come to you in the morning, O Lord; in the morning will I send my prayer to you, and keep watch.

O Lord! in the morning do thou hear my voice: in the morning will I set in order [my prayer] before thee, and 1ook up with hope.

4 For you are not a God who takes pleasure in wrongdoing; there is no evil with you.

For thou art not a God that hath pleasure in wickedness: evil cannot abide with thee.

5 The sons of pride have no place before you; you are a hater of all workers of evil.

The arrogant cannot stand up before thy eyes: thou hatest all workers of wickedness.

6 You will send destruction on those whose words are false; the cruel man and the man of deceit are hated by the Lord.

Thou wilt destroy those that speak lies: the man of blood and deceit the Lord abhorreth.

7 But as for me, I will come into your house, in the full measure of your mercy; and in your fear I will give worship, turning my eyes to your holy Temple.

But as for me—in the abundance of thy kindness will I enter thy house: I will bow myself down before thy holy temple in the fear of thee.

8 Be my guide, O Lord, in the ways of your righteousness, because of those who are against me; make your way straight before my face.

O Lord, lead me in thy righteousness because of those that regard me enviously; make straight before me thy way.

9 For no faith may be put in their words; their inner part is nothing but evil; their throat is like an open place for the dead; smooth are the words of their tongues.

For there is not in their mouth any sincerity; their inward part is full of deception; an open sepulchre is their throat: they flatter with their tongue.

10 Send them to destruction, O Lord; let their evil designs be the cause of their fall; let them be forced out by all their sins; because they have gone against your authority.

Condemn them, O God: let them fall through their own counsels; for the multitude of their transgressions cast them down; for they have rebelled against thee.

11 But let all those who put their faith in you be glad with cries of joy at all times, and let all the lovers of your name be glad in you.

Then will rejoice all those that put their trust in thee; for ever will they shout for joy, when thou protectest them: and then will exult in thee those that love thy name.

12 For you, Lord, will send a blessing on the upright man; your grace will be round him, and you will be his strength.

For thou wilt bless the righteous, O Lord; as with a shield wilt thou encompass him with favor.