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

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


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


    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.
    Lead me, O LORD, in your righteousness
        because of my enemies;
        make your way straight before me.


    For there is no truth in their mouth;
        their inmost self is destruction;
    their throat is an open grave;
        they flatter with their tongue.
    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.


    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.
    For you bless the righteous, O LORD;
        you cover him with favor as with a shield.

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