Psalm 5

Verba mea auribus
1
Give ear to my words, O Lord; *
consider my meditation.
2
O hearken unto the voice of my calling, my King and my God, *
for unto you will I make my prayer.
3
My voice shall you hear in the morning, O Lord; *
early in the morning will I direct my prayer unto you, and will look up.
4
For you are not a god who has pleasure in wickedness, *
neither shall any evil dwell with you.
5
The boastful shall not stand in your sight, *
for you hate all those who work iniquity.
6
You shall destroy those who speak lies; *
the Lord will abhor the bloodthirsty and the deceitful.
7
But as for me, through the multitude of your mercies I will come into your house; *
and in reverence will I bow myself toward your holy temple.
8
Lead me, O Lord, in your righteousness, because of my enemies; *
make your way straight before my face.
9
For there is no faithfulness in their mouth; *
their heart is eaten up with wickedness.
10
Their throat is an open sepulcher; *
they flatter with their tongue.
11
Declare them guilty, O God; let them fall because of their own devices. *
Because of the multitude of their transgressions cast them out, for they have rebelled against you.
12
But let all those who put their trust in you rejoice; *
let them ever give thanks because you defend them; those who love your Name shall be joyful in you.
13
For you, Lord, will give your blessing unto the righteous, *
and with your favorable kindness you will defend him as with a shield.

Psalm 6

Domine, ne in furore
1
O Lord, rebuke me not in your indignation, *
neither chasten me in your displeasure.
2
Have mercy upon me, O Lord, for I am weak; *
O Lord, heal me, for my bones are racked.
3
My soul also is greatly troubled; *
but, Lord, how long will you punish me?
4
Turn, O Lord, and deliver my soul; *
O save me for your mercy’s sake.
5
For in death no one remembers you, *
and who will give you thanks in the grave?
6
I am weary with my groaning; *
every night I flood my bed and drench my couch with my tears.
7
My eyes have become dim because of trouble, *
and worn away because of all my enemies.
8
Away from me, all you who work wickedness, *
for the Lord has heard the voice of my weeping.
9
The Lord has heard my petition; *
the Lord will receive my prayer.
10
All my enemies shall be confounded, and greatly vexed; *
they shall be turned back, and put to shame suddenly.