Psalms 5

1 To the Chief Musician. For the Flutes. A Melody of David. To my words, give ear, O Yahweh, Understand thou my softly murmured prayer:

For the music director. A psalm of David, to be accompanied by flutes. Lord, please listen to me. Don't ignore my groans of distress.

2 Attend to the voice of my cry, my King and my God, for, unto thee, do I pray.

Hear me pleading for help, my King and my God, because I'm praying to you.

3 O Yahweh! in the morning, shalt thou hear my voice, In the morning, will I set in order unto thee, and keep watch;

Please listen to what I have to say in the morning, Lord. Every morning I put my requests to you and wait for your reply.

4 For, not a GOD finding pleasure in lawlessness, art thou, and wrong can be no guest of thine:

For you are not a God who has any pleasure in wickedness; evil has no place with you.

5 Boasters, shall not station themselves, before thine eyes, —Thou hatest all workers of iniquity:

The proud cannot come into your presence; you hate everyone who does evil.

6 Thou wilt destroy them who speak falsehood, —The man of bloodshed and of deceit, Yahweh abhorreth.

You destroy those who tell lies. The Lord loathes bloodthirsty and deceptive people.

7 But, I, in the abounding of thy lovingkindness, will enter thy house, I will bow down towards thy holy temple, in reverence of thee:

But because of the greatness of your trustworthy love, I can come into your house; in awe of you I bow down towards your holy Temple.

8 O Yahweh! lead me in thy righteousness, because of mine adversaries, Make even, before me, thy way:

Lead me, Lord, you who always does what is right, save me from my enemies. Make your way clear to me.

9 For in his mouth is nothing worthy of trust, Their inward purpose, is engulphing ruin, —An opened sepulchre, is their throat, With their tongue, speak they smooth things.

Nothing they say can be trusted; their main desire is to destroy. Their throat is like an open grave; their tongues are full of flattery.

10 Declare them guilty, O God, Let them fall by their own counsels, —Into the throng of their own transgressions, thrust them down, For they have rebelled against thee: —

God, condemn them as guilty! Make them fall because of their evil plans. Throw them out because of all their sins, for they have rebelled against you.

11 That all may rejoice who seek refuge in thee, to times age-abiding, may shout in triumph, that thou wilt protect them, and they may leap for joy in thee who are lovers of thy Name.

But may all those who trust in you be happy—may they sing for joy forever. May you spread your protection over them so that everyone who loves your character may celebrate.

12 For, thou, wilt bless the righteous man, O Yahweh, As with an all-covering shield—with good pleasure, wilt thou encompass him.

For you, Lord, bless those who live right; you protect them with your shield of love.