Psalms 36
1 For the choirmaster. A Psalm of David, the servant of the LORD. An oracle is in my heart regarding the transgression of the wicked man: There is no fear of God before his eyes.
In finem. Servo Domini ipsi David. Dixit injustus ut delinquat in semetipso: non est timor Dei ante oculos ejus.
2 For his eyes are too full of conceit to detect or hate his own sin.
Quoniam dolose egit in conspectu ejus, ut inveniatur iniquitas ejus ad odium.
3 The words of his mouth are wicked and deceitful; he has ceased to be wise and well-doing.
Verba oris ejus iniquitas, et dolus; noluit intelligere ut bene ageret.
4 Even on his bed he plots wickedness; he sets himself on a path that is not good; he fails to reject evil.
Iniquitatem meditatus est in cubili suo; astitit omni viæ non bonæ: malitiam autem non odivit.
5 Your loving devotion, O LORD, reaches to the heavens, Your faithfulness to the clouds.
Domine, in cælo misericordia tua, et veritas tua usque ad nubes.
6 Your righteousness is like the highest mountains; Your judgments are like the deepest sea. O LORD, You preserve man and beast.
Justitia tua sicut montes Dei; judicia tua abyssus multa. Homines et jumenta salvabis, Domine,
7 How precious is Your loving devotion, O God, that the children of men take refuge in the shadow of Your wings!
quemadmodum multiplicasti misericordiam tuam, Deus. Filii autem hominum in tegmine alarum tuarum sperabunt.
8 They feast on the abundance of Your house, and You give them drink from Your river of delights.
Inebriabuntur ab ubertate domus tuæ, et torrente voluptatis tuæ potabis eos:
9 For with You is the fountain of life; in Your light we see light.
quoniam apud te est fons vitæ, et in lumine tuo videbimus lumen.
10 Extend Your loving devotion to those who know You, and Your righteousness to the upright in heart.
Prætende misericordiam tuam scientibus te, et justitiam tuam his qui recto sunt corde.
11 Let not the foot of the proud come against me, nor the hand of the wicked drive me away.
Non veniat mihi pes superbiæ, et manus peccatoris non moveat me.
12 There the evildoers lie fallen, thrown down and unable to rise.
Ibi ceciderunt qui operantur iniquitatem; expulsi sunt, nec potuerunt stare.
