Psalms 36
1 For the end, by David the servant of the Lord. The transgressor, that he may sin, says within himself, [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 has dealt craftily before him, to discover his iniquity and hate it.
It flatters them in their eyes that their sin will not be found out.
3 The words of his mouth are transgression and deceit: he is not inclined to understand [how] to do good.
First, their speech becomes wicked and false, they give up acting wisely and well.
4 He devises iniquity on his bed; he gives himself to every evil way; and does not abhor evil.
Then they plot deliberate wrong, take their stand on the wicked way, without the least shrinking from evil.
5 O Lord, thy mercy is in the heaven; and thy truth [reaches] to the clouds.
Your love, O Lord, touches the heavens, your faithfulness reaches the clouds.
6 Thy righteousness is as the mountains of God, thy judgments are as a great deep: O Lord, thou wilt preserve men and beasts.
Your justice is like the great mountains, your judgments are like the broad sea. Lord, you save people and animals.
7 How hast thou multiplied thy mercy, O God! so the children of men shall trust in the shelter of thy wings.
How precious your love, O God! All may seek shelter in the shadow of your wings.
8 They shall be fully satisfied with the fatness of thine house; and thou shalt cause them to drink of the full stream of thy delights.
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 we shall see light.
For with you is the fountain of life, in the light that is yours we see light.
10 Extend thy mercy 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 sinners move me.
Let no arrogant foot tread upon me, no wicked hand drive me to exile.
12 There have all the workers of iniquity fallen: they are cast out, and shall not be able to stand.
There the workers of wrong lie prostrate, thrust down to rise up no more.
