I Grip Your Shield

And now I want to come into Your house;
by the grace of Your lovingkindness
at Your holy temple I will kneel and bow in reverence for You
Lead me, oh Lord, on this path in spite of troubles
Make this path straight, and the map clear
For out of the world's mouth comes nothing of honor
Their whole being is destruction itself
Their mouth is an awaiting grave for me
They flatter with their tongue
They are rising up against You
But let those who seek You be made joyful
Let unceasing voices join together singing songs of joy forever
And create a shelter for them
Let those who love Your name exult in You
For You are the only one who blesses the righteous man
You will surround him with favor;
and let his hand grip Your shield
[selections:paraphrases:psalmsfive]