1{To the chief Musician. A Psalm of the servant of Jehovah; of David.} The transgression of the wicked uttereth within my heart, There is no fear of God before his eyes.

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

3The words of his mouth are wickedness and deceit: he hath left off to be wise, to do good.

4He deviseth wickedness up on his bed; he setteth himself in a way that is not good: he abhorreth not evil.

5Jehovah, thy loving-kindness is in the heavens, and thy faithfulness reacheth unto the clouds.

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

7How precious is thy loving-kindness, O God! So the sons of men take refuge under the shadow of thy wings.

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

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

10Continue thy loving-kindness unto them that know thee, and thy righteousness to the upright in heart;

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

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