The Origins Of Virtue - Prayer for Divine Help Lyrics

Psalm five
Give ear to my words, O Lord
Consider my meditation
Hearken unto the voice of my cry
My King and my God
For unto Thee will I pray
My voice shalt Thou hear in the morning, O Lord
In the morning will I direct my prayer unto Thee
And I will look up
For Thou art not a God that hath pleasure in wickedness
Neither shall evil dwell with Thee
The foolish shall not stand in Thy sight
Thou hatest all workers of iniquity
Thou shalt destroy them that speak in leasing
The Lord will abhor the bloody and deceitful man
But as for me, I will come into Thy house
In the multitude of Thy mercy
And in Thy fear will I worship toward Thy holy temple
Lead me, O Lord, in Thy righteousness
Because of mine enemies
Make Thy way straight before my face
For there is no faithfulness in their mouth
Their inward part is very wickedness
Their throat is an open sepulcher
They flatter with their tongue
Destroy Thou them, O God
Let them fall by their own counsels
Cast them out in the multitude of their transgressions
For they have rebelled against Thee
But let all those that put their trust in Thee rejoice
Let them ever shout for joy because Thou defendest them
Let them also that love Thy name be joyful in Thee
For Thou, Lord, will bless the righteous
With favor wilt Thou compass him as with the shield