A Psalm of Dawiḏ.
1 I sing of kindness and right-ruling;
To You, O 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄, I sing praises.
2 I act wisely in a perfect way.
When do You come to me?
I walk in the midst of my house with a perfect heart.
3 I put no matter of Beliya’al before my eyes;
I hate the work of those who fall away;
It does not cling to me.
4 A perverse heart turns away from me;
I do not know evil.
5 Him who secretly slanders his neighbour I cut off;
I do not tolerate one
Who has a haughty look and a proud heart.
6 My eyes are on the trustworthy of the land,
To dwell with me;
He who walks in a perfect way,
He serves me.
7 He who practices deceit
Does not dwell in my house;
He who speaks lies
Does not stand in my presence.
8 Each morning I uproot all the wicked of the land,
To cut off all the workers of wickedness
From the city of 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄.