Psalm 5

To the chief Musician, upon Nehiloth, A Psalm of David.

1        Give ear unto my words, O Lord,

                   my meditation weigh.

2        Hear my loud cry, my King, my God;

                   for I to thee will pray.

3        Lord, thou shalt early hear my voice:

                   I early will direct

          My pray'r to thee; and, looking up,

                   an answer will expect.

4        For thou art not a God that doth

                   in wickedness delight;

          Neither shall evil dwell with thee,

5                 Nor fools stand in thy sight.

          All that ill-doers are thou hat'st;

6                 Cutt'st off that liars be:

          The bloody and deceitful man

                   abhorred is by thee.

7        But I into thy house will come

                   in thine abundant grace;

          And I will worship in thy fear

                   toward thy holy place.

8        Because of those mine enemies,

                   Lord, in thy righteousness

          Do thou me lead; do thou thy way

                   make straight before my face.

9        For in their mouth there is no truth,

                   their inward part is ill;

          Their throat's an open sepulchre,

                   their tongue doth flatter still.

10      O God, destroy them; let them be

                   by their own counsel quell'd:

          Them for their many sins cast out,

                   for they 'gainst thee rebell'd.

11      But let all joy that trust in thee,

                   and still make shouting noise;

          For them thou sav'st: let all that love

                   thy name in thee rejoice.

12      For, Lord, unto the righteous man

                   thou wilt thy blessing yield:

          With favour thou wilt compass him

                   about, as with a shield.