< Psalms 36 >
1 To him that excelleth. A Psalme of Dauid, the servant of the Lord. Wickedness sayeth to the wicked man, euen in mine heart, that there is no feare 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 hee flattereth himselfe in his owne eyes, while his iniquitie is foud worthy to be hated.
It flatters them in their eyes that their sin will not be found out.
3 The wordes of his mouth are iniquitie and deceit: hee hath left off to vnderstand and to doe good.
First, their speech becomes wicked and false, they give up acting wisely and well.
4 Hee imagineth mischiefe vpon his bed: he setteth himselfe vpon a way, that is not good, and doeth not abhorre euill.
Then they plot deliberate wrong, take their stand on the wicked way, without the least shrinking from evil.
5 Thy mercy, O Lord, reacheth vnto the heauens, and thy faithfulnesse vnto the cloudes.
Your love, O Lord, touches the heavens, your faithfulness reaches the clouds.
6 Thy righteousnesse is like the mightie moutaines: thy iudgements are like a great deepe: thou, Lord, doest saue man and beast.
Your justice is like the great mountains, your judgments are like the broad sea. Lord, you save people and animals.
7 How excellent is thy mercy, O God! therefore the children of men trust vnder the shadowe of thy wings.
How precious your love, O God! All may seek shelter in the shadow of your wings.
8 They shall be satisfied with the fatnesse of thine house, and thou shalt giue them drinke out of the riuer of thy pleasures.
They feast on the fat of your house, they drink of your brook of delights.
9 For with thee is the well of life, and in thy light shall we see light.
For with you is the fountain of life, in the light that is yours we see light.
10 Extend thy louing kindnes vnto them that knowe thee, and thy righteousnesse vnto them that are vpright in heart.
O continue your grace to the faithful, your love to the upright in heart.
11 Let not ye foote of pride come against me, and let not the hand of ye wicked men moue me.
Let no arrogant foot tread upon me, no wicked hand drive me to exile.
12 There they are fallen that worke iniquity: they are cast downe, and shall not be able to rise.
There the workers of wrong lie prostrate, thrust down to rise up no more.