Psalms 36

1 To the chief Musician, A Psalm of David the servant of the LORD. The transgression of the wicked saith within my heart, that there is no fear of God before his eyes.

For the leader. Of the servant of the Lord, of David. Sin whispers within the heart of the wicked, who have no dread of God before their eyes.

2 For he flattereth himself in his own eyes, until his iniquity is found to be hateful.

It flatters them in their eyes that their sin will not be found out.

3 The words of his mouth are iniquity and deceit: he hath ceased to be wise, and to do good.

First, their speech becomes wicked and false, they give up acting wisely and well.

4 He deviseth mischief upon his bed; he setteth himself in a way that is not good; he abhorreth not evil.

Then they plot deliberate wrong, take their stand on the wicked way, without the least shrinking from evil.

5 Thy mercy, O LORD, is in the heavens; and thy faithfulness reacheth to the clouds.

Your love, O Lord, touches the heavens, your faithfulness reaches the clouds.

6 Thy righteousness is like the great mountains; thy judgments are a great deep: O LORD, thou preservest man and beast.

Your justice is like the great mountains, your judgments are like the broad sea. Lord, you save people and animals.

7 How excellent is thy lovingkindness, O God! therefore the children of men put their trust under the shadow of thy wings.

How precious your love, O God! All may seek shelter in the shadow of your wings.

8 They shall be abundantly satisfied with the fatness of thy house; and thou shalt make them drink of the river of thy pleasures.

They feast on the fat of your house, they drink of your brook of delights.

9 For with thee is the fountain of life: in thy light shall we see light.

For with you is the fountain of life, in the light that is yours we see light.

10 O continue thy lovingkindness to them that know thee; and thy righteousness to the upright in heart.

O continue your grace to the faithful, your love to the upright in heart.

11 Let not the foot of pride come against me, and let not the hand of the wicked remove me.

Let no arrogant foot tread upon me, no wicked hand drive me to exile.

12 There are the workers of iniquity fallen: they are cast down, and shall not be able to rise.

There the workers of wrong lie prostrate, thrust down to rise up no more.