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Psalm 5

New Revised Standard NRS

1 Give ear to my words, O Lord; give heed to my sighing.

2 Listen to the sound of my cry, my King and my God, for to you I pray.

3 O Lord, in the morning you hear my voice; in the morning I plead my case to you, and watch.

4 For you are not a God who delights in wickedness; evil will not sojourn with you.

5 The boastful will not stand before your eyes; you hate all evildoers.

6 You destroy those who speak lies; the Lord abhors the bloodthirsty and deceitful.

7 But I, through the abundance of your steadfast love, will enter your house, I will bow down toward your holy temple in awe of you.

8 Lead me, O Lord, in your righteousness because of my enemies; make your way straight before me.

9 For there is no truth in their mouths; their hearts are destruction; their throats are open graves; they flatter with their tongues.

10 Make them bear their guilt, O God; let them fall by their own counsels; because of their many transgressions cast them out, for they have rebelled against you.

11 But let all who take refuge in you rejoice; let them ever sing for joy. Spread your protection over them, so that those who love your name may exult in you.

12 For you bless the righteous, O Lord; you cover them with favor as with a shield.

The Message Bible MSG

1 Listen, God! Please, pay attention! Can you make sense of these ramblings,

2 my groans and cries? King-God, I need your help.

3 Every morning you'll hear me at it again. Every morning I lay out the pieces of my life on your altar and watch for fire to descend.

4 You don't socialize with Wicked, or invite Evil over as your houseguest.

5 Hot-Air-Boaster collapses in front of you; you shake your head over Mischief-Maker.

6 God destroys Lie-Speaker; Blood-Thirsty and Truth-Bender disgust you.

7 And here I am, your invited guest - it's incredible! I enter your house; here I am, prostrate in your inner sanctum,

8 Waiting for directions to get me safely through enemy lines.

9 Every word they speak is a land mine; their lungs breathe out poison gas. Their throats are gaping graves, their tongues slick as mudslides.

10 Pile on the guilt, God! Let their so-called wisdom wreck them. Kick them out! They've had their chance.

11 But you'll welcome us with open arms when we run for cover to you. Let the party last all night! Stand guard over our celebration.

12 You are famous, God, for welcoming God-seekers, for decking us out in delight.