To the choirmaster: for the flutes. A Psalm of David.

¹ Give ear to my words, O LORD;
   consider my groaning.
² Give attention to the sound of my cry,
   my King and my God,
   for to you do I pray.
³ O LORD, in the morning you hear my voice;
   in the morning I prepare a sacrifice for you and watch.

⁴ For you are not a God who delights in wickedness;
   evil may not dwell with you.
⁵ The boastful shall not stand before your eyes;
   you hate all evildoers.
⁶ You destroy those who speak lies;
   the LORD abhors the bloodthirsty and deceitful man.

⁷ But I, through the abundance of your steadfast love,
   will enter your house.
I will bow down toward your holy temple
   in the fear of you.
⁸ Lead me, O LORD, in your righteousness
   because of my enemies;
   make your way straight before me.

⁹ For there is no truth in their mouth;
   their inmost self is destruction;
their throat is an open grave;
   they flatter with their tongue.
¹⁰ Make them bear their guilt, O God;
   let them fall by their own counsels;
because of the abundance of their transgressions cast them out,
   for they have rebelled against you.

¹¹ But let all who take refuge in you rejoice;
   let them ever sing for joy,
and spread your protection over them,
   that those who love your name may exult in you.
¹² For you bless the righteous, O LORD;
   you cover him with favor as with a shield.