Psalm 4–6

Psalm 4

¹Unto the end, in verses. A psalm for David.

²When I called upon him, the God of my justice heard me: when I was in distress, thou hast enlarged me. Have mercy on me: and hear my prayer.

³O ye sons of men, how long will you be dull of heart? why do you love vanity, and seek after lying?

⁴Know ye also that the Lord hath made his holy one wonderful: the Lord will hear me when I shall cry unto him.

⁵Be ye angry, and sin not: the things you say in your hearts, be sorry for them upon your beds.

⁶Offer up the sacrifice of justice, and trust in the Lord: many say, Who sheweth us good things?

⁷The light of thy countenance, O Lord, is signed upon us: thou hast given gladness in my heart.

⁸By the fruit of their corn, their wine, and oil, they are multiplied:

⁹In peace in the self same I will sleep, and I will rest:

¹⁰For thou, O Lord, singularly hast settled me in hope.

Psalm 5

¹Unto the end, for her that obtaineth the inheritance. A psalm for David.

²Give ear, O Lord, to my words, understand my cry.

³Hearken to the voice of my prayer, O my King and my God.

⁴For to thee will I pray: O Lord, in the morning thou shalt hear my voice.

⁵In the morning I will stand before thee, and I will see: because thou art not a God that willest iniquity.

⁶Neither shall the wicked dwell near thee: nor shall the unjust abide before thy eyes.

⁷Thou hatest all the workers of iniquity: thou wilt destroy all that speak a lie. The bloody and the deceitful man the Lord will abhor.

⁸But as for me in the multitude of thy mercy, I will come into thy house; I will worship towards thy holy temple, in thy fear.

⁹Conduct me, O Lord, in thy justice: because of my enemies, direct my way in thy sight.

¹⁰For there is no truth in their mouth: their heart is vain.

¹¹Their throat is an open sepulchre: they dealt deceitfully with their tongues: judge them, O God. Let them fall from their devices: according to the multitude of their wickednesses cast them out: for they have provoked thee, O Lord.

¹²But let all them be glad that hope in thee: they shall rejoice for ever, and thou shalt dwell in them. And all they that love thy name shall glory in thee.

¹³For thou wilt bless the just. O Lord, thou hast crowned us, as with a shield of thy good will.

Psalm 6

¹Unto the end, in verses, a psalm for David, for the octave.

²O Lord, rebuke me not in thy indignation, nor chastise me in thy wrath.

³Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am weak: heal me, O Lord, for my bones are troubled.

⁴And my soul is troubled exceedingly: but thou, O Lord, how long?

⁵Turn to me, O Lord, and deliver my soul: O save me for thy mercy’s sake.

⁶For there is no one in death, that is mindful of thee: and who shall confess to thee in hell?

⁷I have laboured in my groanings, every night I will wash my bed: I will water my couch with my tears.

⁸My eye is troubled through indignation: I have grown old amongst all my enemies.

⁹Depart from me, all ye workers of iniquity: for the Lord hath heard the voice of my weeping.

¹⁰The Lord hath heard my supplication: the Lord hath received my prayer.

¹¹Let all my enemies be ashamed, and be very much troubled: let them be turned back, and be ashamed very speedily.