Psalms 36
1 For the music director. A psalm of David, servant of the Lord. Evil speaks to the wicked, deep down in their minds, for in their eyes they have no need to respect God.
Al Vencedor: del siervo del SEÑOR, de David. La rebelión del impío me dice al corazón: No hay temor de Dios delante de sus ojos.
2 In their own eyes they're so wonderful that they can't even see their sin and do something about it.
Se lisonjea, por tanto, en sus propios ojos, hasta que su iniquidad sea hallada aborrecible.
3 Whatever they say is deceptive and deceitful. They no longer do anything wisely or for good.
Las palabras de su boca son iniquidad y fraude; no quiso entender para bien hacer.
4 Even when they're lying in bed they think up evil schemes. They commit themselves to a way of life that is no good. They choose evil, and don't reject it.
Iniquidad piensa sobre su cama; está en camino no bueno, no aborrece el mal.
5 Lord, your faithful love reaches to the heavens, your trustworthiness to the clouds.
SEÑOR, hasta los cielos es tu misericordia; tu verdad hasta las nubes.
6 Your goodness is like the highest mountains, your fairness is like the deepest oceans. Lord, you save both the people and the animals.
Tu justicia como los montes de Dios, tus juicios abismo grande: Oh SEÑOR, al hombre y al animal conservas.
7 God, how priceless is your trustworthy love! Everyone can find protection under the shelter of your wings.
¡Cuán ilustre, oh Dios, es tu misericordia! Por eso los hijos de Adán se abrigan en la sombra de tus alas.
8 They gain strength from the wonderful food you provide in your house; you give them drink from your refreshing river.
Se embriagarán de la grosura de tu Casa; y tú los abrevarás del torrente de tus delicias.
9 You are the source of life; you are the light by which we see.
Porque contigo está el manantial de la vida; en tu luz veremos la luz.
10 Extend your trustworthy love to those who know you, and your goodness to those who truly live right.
Extiende tu misericordia a los que te conocen, y tu justicia a los rectos de corazón.
11 Don't let the arrogant trample me down; don't let the wicked drive me out.
No venga pie de soberbia contra mí; y mano de impíos no me mueva.
12 Now look! See how those who do evil have fallen—thrown down, unable to get up.
Allí cayeron los obradores de iniquidad. Fueron derribados, y no pudieron levantarse.
