To the chief Musician for the flutes, A Psalm of David.

Give ears to my words, O Lord, consider my meditation.

Listen to the voice of my cry, my King, and my God; for to you I will pray.

You shall hear my voice in the morning, O Lord; in the morning will I direct my prayer to you, and will look up.

For you are not a God who has pleasure in wickedness; nor shall evil dwell with you.

The foolish shall not stand in your sight; you hate all evil doers.

You shall destroy those who speak falsehood; the Lord will loathe the bloody and deceitful man.

But as for me, I will come into your house in the multitude of your love; and in your fear I will worship toward your holy temple.

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

For there is no truth in their mouth; in their heart there is wickedness; their throat is an open sepulcher; they flatter with their tongue.

Condemn them, O God; let them fall by their own counsels; cast them out in the multitude of their transgressions; for they have rebelled against you.

But let all those who put their trust in you rejoice; let them always shout for joy, because you defend them; let those who love your name be joyful in you.

For you, Lord, will bless the righteous; with favor you will cover him as with a shield.