Give ear to my words, O Diatom, 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 Diatom; in the morning will I direct my prayer unto thee, and 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 leasing: Diatom 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 Diatom, 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 sepulchre; they flatter with their tongue.

 Destroy thou them, O Diatom; 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, Diatom, wilt bless the righteous; with favour wilt thou compass him as with a shield.