PSALMS.
Chapter 5.
For the choir director; for flutes; a psalm by David. Open your ears to my words, O Lord. Consider my innermost thoughts. 
Pay attention to my cry for help, my king and my God, because I pray only to you. 
In the morning, O Lord, hear my voice. In the morning I lay my needs in front of you, and I wait. 
You are not a God who takes pleasure in wickedness. Evil will never be your guest. 
Those who brag cannot stand in your sight. You hate all troublemakers. 
You destroy those who tell lies. The Lord is disgusted with bloodthirsty and deceitful people. 
But I will enter your house because of your great mercy. Out of reverence for you, I will bow toward your holy temple. 
O Lord, lead me in your righteousness because of those who spy on me. Make your way in front of me smooth. 
Nothing in their mouths is truthful. Destruction comes from their hearts. Their throats are open graves. They flatter with their tongues. 
Condemn them, O God. Let their own schemes be their downfall. Throw them out for their many crimes because they have rebelled against you. 
But let all who take refuge in you rejoice. Let them sing with joy forever. Protect them, and let those who love your name triumph in you. 
You bless righteous people, O Lord. Like a large shield, you surround them with your favor. 
