The Transgression of the Wicked

1To the overseer, to the servant of Jehovah: to David. A song of transgression to the unjust one in the midst of my heart, no fear of God before his eyes.

2For he made smooth to himself in his eyes, to find his iniquity to hate.

3The words of his mouth vanity and deceit: he ceased to be circumspect, to do good.

4He will purpose vanity upon his bed; he will set himself upon a way not good; he will not reject evil.

5O Jehovah, thy mercy is in the heavens; thy faithfulness even to the clouds.

6Thy justice as the mountains of God; thy judgments a great deep: man and cattle thou wilt save, O Jehovah.

7How precious thy mercy, O God! and the sons of man shall put their trust in the shadow of thy wings.

8They shall satiate from the fatness of thy house; and thou shalt give them to drink the torrent of thy delights.

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

10Draw out thy mercy to those knowing thee, and thy justice to the upright of heart.

11The foot of pride shall not come to me, and the hand of the unjust shall not move me.

12There they working vanity fell: they were thrust down, and they shall not be able to rise.