Lead Me in Your Righteousness

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

¹Give ear to my words, O Lord;

consider my groaning.

²Give attention to the sound of my cry,

my King and my God,

for to you do I pray.

³O Lord, in the morning you hear my voice;

in the morning I prepare a sacrifice for you1 and watch.

⁴For you are not a God who delights in wickedness;

evil may not dwell with you.

⁵The boastful shall not stand before your eyes;

you hate all evildoers.

⁶You destroy those who speak lies;

the Lord abhors the bloodthirsty and deceitful man.

⁷But 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.

⁸Lead me, O Lord, in your righteousness

because of my enemies;

make your way straight before me.

⁹For there is no truth in their mouth;

their inmost self is destruction;

their throat is an open grave;

they flatter with their tongue.

¹⁰Make 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.

¹¹But 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.

¹²For you bless the righteous, O Lord;

you cover him with favor as with a shield.

O Lord, Deliver My Life

To the choirmaster: with stringed instruments; according to The Sheminith.1 A Psalm of David.

¹O Lord, rebuke me not in your anger,

nor discipline me in your wrath.

²Be gracious to me, O Lord, for I am languishing;

heal me, O Lord, for my bones are troubled.

³My soul also is greatly troubled.

But you, O Lord—how long?

⁴Turn, O Lord, deliver my life;

save me for the sake of your steadfast love.

⁵For in death there is no remembrance of you;

in Sheol who will give you praise?

⁶I am weary with my moaning;

every night I flood my bed with tears;

I drench my couch with my weeping.

⁷My eye wastes away because of grief;

it grows weak because of all my foes.

⁸Depart from me, all you workers of evil,

for the Lord has heard the sound of my weeping.

⁹The Lord has heard my plea;

the Lord accepts my prayer.

¹⁰All my enemies shall be ashamed and greatly troubled;

they shall turn back and be put to shame in a moment.