1 Give ear unto my words, O Lord,
my meditation weigh.
2 Hear my loud cry, my King, my God;
for I to thee will pray.
3 Lord, thou shalt early hear my voice:
I early will direct
My pray’r to thee; and, looking up,
an answer will expect.
4 For thou are not a God that doth
in wickedness delight;
5 Neither shall evil dwell with thee,
nor fools stand in thy sight.
All that ill-doers are thou hat’st;
6 Cutt’st off that liars be:
The bloody and deceitful man
abhorred is by thee.
7 But I into thy house will come
in thy abundant grace;
And I will worship in thy fear
toward thy holy place.
8 Because of those mine enemies,
Lord in thy righteousness
Do thou me lead; do thou thy way
make straight before my face.
9 For in their mouth there is no truth,
their inward part is ill;
Their throat’s an open sepulchre,
their tongue doth flatter still.
10 O God, destroy them; let them be
by their own counsel quell’d:
Them for their many sins cast out,
for they ’gainst thee rebell’d.
11 But let all joy that trust in thee,
and still make shouting noise;
For them thou sav’st: let all that love
thy name in thee rejoice.
12 For, Lord, unto the righteous man
thou wilt thy blessing yield:
With favour thou wilt compass him
about, as with a shield.
Common Metre (8,6,8,6)