1For the choir director: with the flutes. A psalm of David. [1] Listen to my words, LORD; consider my sighing.
2Pay attention to the sound of my cry, my King and my God, for I pray to you.
3In the morning, LORD, you hear my voice; in the morning I plead my case to you and watch expectantly.
4For you are not a God who delights in wickedness; evil cannot dwell with you.
5The boastful cannot stand in your sight; you hate all evildoers.
6You destroy those who tell lies; the LORD abhors violent and treacherous people.
7But I enter your house by the abundance of your faithful love; I bow down toward your holy temple in reverential awe of you.
8LORD, lead me in your righteousness because of my adversaries; make your way straight before me.
9For there is nothing reliable in what they say; destruction is within them; their throat is an open grave; they flatter with their tongues.
10Punish them, God; let them fall by their own schemes. Drive them out because of their many crimes, for they rebel against you.
11But let all who take refuge in you rejoice; let them shout for joy forever. May you shelter them, and may those who love your name boast about you.
12For you, LORD, bless the righteous one; you surround him with favor like a shield.