To the chief Musician. A Psalm of the servant of Jehovah; of David.
1The transgression of the wicked uttereth within my heart, There is no fear of God#GodHebrew: Elohim 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#GodHebrew: Elohim 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.