³ In the morning,^(E) Lord, you hear my voice;
    in the morning I lay my requests before you
    and wait expectantly.^(F)
4 For you are not a God who is pleased with wickedness;
    with you, evil people^(G) are not welcome.
⁵ The arrogant^(H) cannot stand^(I)
    in your presence.
You hate^(J) all who do wrong;
⁶     you destroy those who tell lies.^(K)
The bloodthirsty and deceitful
    you, Lord, detest.
⁷ But I, by your great love,
    can come into your house;
in reverence^(L) I bow down^(M)
    toward your holy temple.^(N)

⁸ Lead me, Lord, in your righteousness^(O)
    because of my enemies—
    make your way straight^(P) before me.
⁹ Not a word from their mouth can be trusted;
    their heart is filled with malice.
Their throat is an open grave;^(Q)
    with their tongues they tell lies.^(R)
10 Declare them guilty, O God!
    Let their intrigues be their downfall.
Banish them for their many sins,^(S)
    for they have rebelled^(T) against you.
¹¹ But let all who take refuge in you be glad;
    let them ever sing for joy.^(U)
Spread your protection over them,
    that those who love your name^(V) may rejoice in you.^(W)

¹² Surely, Lord, you bless the righteous;^(X)
    you surround them^(Y) with your favor as with a shield.^(Z)

⁴ Turn,^(H) Lord, and deliver me;
    save me because of your unfailing love.^(I)
5 Among the dead no one proclaims your name.
    Who praises you from the grave?^(J)

⁶ I am worn out^(K) from my groaning.^(L)

All night long I flood my bed with weeping^(M)
    and drench my couch with tears.^(N)
7 My eyes grow weak^(O) with sorrow;
    they fail because of all my foes.

⁸ Away from me,^(P) all you who do evil,^(Q)
    for the Lord has heard my weeping.
⁹ The Lord has heard my cry for mercy;^(R)
    the Lord accepts my prayer.
¹⁰ All my enemies will be overwhelmed with shame and anguish;^(S)
    they will turn back and suddenly be put to shame.^(T)

² “If only my anguish could be weighed
    and all my misery be placed on the scales!^(A)
3 It would surely outweigh the sand^(B) of the seas—
    no wonder my words have been impetuous.^(C)
4 The arrows^(D) of the Almighty^(E) are in me,^(F)
    my spirit drinks^(G) in their poison;^(H)
    God’s terrors^(I) are marshaled against me.^(J)

⁸ “Oh, that I might have my request,
    that God would grant what I hope for,^(A)
9 that God would be willing to crush^(B) me,
    to let loose his hand and cut off my life!^(C)
10 Then I would still have this consolation^(D)—
    my joy in unrelenting pain^(E)—
    that I had not denied the words^(F) of the Holy One.^(G)

¹¹ “What strength do I have, that I should still hope?
    What prospects, that I should be patient?^(H)
12 Do I have the strength of stone?
    Is my flesh bronze?^(I)
13 Do I have any power to help myself,^(J)
    now that success has been driven from me?

¹⁴ “Anyone who withholds kindness from a friend^(K)
    forsakes the fear of the Almighty.^(L)
15 But my brothers are as undependable as intermittent streams,^(M)
    as the streams that overflow

²¹ Now you too have proved to be of no help;
    you see something dreadful and are afraid.^(A)