Psalm 5

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

¹Give ear unto my words, O Lord

my meditation weigh.

²Hear my loud cry, my King, my God;

for I to thee will pray.

³Lord, thou shalt early hear my voice:

I early will direct

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

an answer will expect.

⁴For thou art not a God that doth

in wickedness delight;

Neither shall evil dwell with thee,

⁵Nor fools stand in thy sight.

All that ill-doers are thou hat'st;

⁶Cutt'st off that liars be:

The bloody and deceitful man

abhorred is by thee.

⁷But I into thy house will come

in thine abundant grace;

And I will worship in thy fear

toward thy holy place.

⁸Because of those mine enemies,

Lord, in thy righteousness

Do thou me lead; do thou thy way

make straight before my face.

⁹For in their mouth there is no truth,

their inward part is ill;

Their throat’s an open sepulchre,

their tongue doth flatter still.

¹⁰O 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.

¹¹But 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.

¹²For, Lord, unto the righteous man

thou wilt thy blessing yield:

With favour thou wilt compass him

about, as with a shield.

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