PSALM 5

To the Chief Musician. With flutes. A Psalm of David.

Give ear unto my words, O LORD divine,
Consider thou my meditation here;
Give heed unto my cry’s voice, King of mine,
My God, for unto Thee I pray sincere.

In morning, LORD, my voice shalt Thou attend,
At dawn to Thee direct my ordered plea;
And I will look up, waiting for Thy send
Of help from heaven, in expectancy.

Thou art no God who in the wicked joys,
Nor shall the evil e’er with Thee abide;
The boastful shall not stand, their pride annoys
Thy sight; Thou hat’st all workers of the tide.

Thou shalt destroy all those who falsehood speak,
The LORD abhors the man of blood, deceit;
The bloodthirsty and false, their end is bleak,
In Thy abhorrence, they shall face defeat.

But as for me, in mercy’s multitude,
Thy house I’ll enter, with Thy fear imbued;
Thy holy temple go, in gratitude,
I’ll worship, bowing low, my spirit subdued.

O LORD, lead by, Thy righteousness so pure,
Because of enemies who lurk and spy;
Make straight before my face Thy way secure,
That I may tread with not a faltering sigh.

For in their mouth no faithfulness is found,
Their inward part destruction’s very core;
Their throat an open grave, with death around,
They flatter with their tongue, deception store.

Hold them as guilty, God, let their designs
Cause them to fall, in their own counsels snared;
For their transgressions, expel their evil signs,
For ‘gainst Thee they rebelliously have dared.

But let all trust in Thee with joy exult,
Forever shout, for Thou dost them protect;
Let lovers of Thy name, without insult,
Be joyful in Thee, Thy defense elect.

For Thou, O LORD, the righteous wilt enfold
With blessing, and with favor him surround;
As with a shield, Thy grace like crown of gold,
Encompass him, in safety ever bound.