To the choirmaster: for the flutes. A Psalm of David.
1 Give ear to my words, O Lord;
consider my groaning.
my King and my God,
for to you do I pray.
in the morning I prepare a sacrifice for youa and watch.
evil may not dwell with you.
you hate all evildoers.
the Lord abhors the bloodthirsty and deceitful man.
will enter your house.
I will bow down toward your holy temple
in the fear of you.
because of my enemies;
make your way straight before me.
their inmost self is destruction;
their throat is an open grave;
they flatter with their tongue.
let them fall by their own counsels;
because of the abundance of their transgressions cast them out,
for they have rebelled against you.
let them ever sing for joy,
and spread your protection over them,
that those who love your name may exult in you.
you cover him with favor as with a shield.