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Psalm 5–6

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Psalm 5

To the chief Musician. Upon Nehiloth. A Psalm of David.

Give ear to my words, O Jehovah; consider my meditation. Hearken unto the voice of my crying, my king and my God; for to thee will I pray. Jehovah, in the morning shalt thou hear my voice; in the morning will I address myself to thee, and will look up. For thou art not a •God that hath pleasure in wickedness; evil shall not sojourn with thee. Insolent fools shall not stand before thine eyes; thou hatest all workers of iniquity. Thou wilt destroy them that speak lies: Jehovah abhorreth a man of blood and deceit.

7But as for me, in the greatness of thy loving-kindness will I enter thy house; I will bow down toward the temple of thy holiness in thy fear. 8Lead me, Jehovah, in thy righteousness, because of my foes; make thy way plain before me. 9For there is no certainty in their mouth; their inward part is perversion, their throat is an open sepulchre; they flatter with their tongue. 10Bring guilt upon them, O God; let them fall by their own counsels: drive them out in the multitude of their transgressions, for they have rebelled against thee. 11And all that trust in thee shall rejoice: for ever shall they shout joyously, and thou wilt protect them; and they that love thy name shall exult in thee. 12For thou, Jehovah, wilt bless the righteous man; with favour wilt thou surround him as with a shield.

Psalm 6

To the chief Musician. On stringed instruments, upon Sheminith. A Psalm of David.

Jehovah, rebuke me not in thine anger, and chasten me not in thy hot displeasure. Be gracious unto me, Jehovah, for I am withered; Jehovah, heal me, for my bones tremble. And my soul trembleth exceedingly: and thou, Jehovah, till how long? Return, Jehovah, free my soul; save me for thy loving-kindness’ sake. For in death there is no remembrance of thee; in Sheol who shall give thanks unto thee? I am wearied with my groaning; all the night make I my bed to swim; I dissolve my couch with my tears. Mine eye wasteth away through grief; it hath grown old because of all mine oppressors.

8Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity; for Jehovah hath heard the voice of my weeping. 9Jehovah hath heard my supplication; Jehovah receiveth my prayer. 10All mine enemies shall be ashamed and tremble exceedingly; they will turn, they will be ashamed suddenly.

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