Psalms 36

1 For the Leader. A Psalm of David the servant of the LORD. Transgression speaketh to the wicked, methinks — 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 it flattereth him in his eyes, until his iniquity be found, and he be hated.

It flatters them in their eyes that their sin will not be found out.

3 The words of his mouth are iniquity and deceit; he hath left off to be wise, to do good.

First, their speech becomes wicked and false, they give up acting wisely and well.

4 He deviseth iniquity upon his bed; he setteth himself in a way that is not good; he abhorreth not evil.

Then they plot deliberate wrong, take their stand on the wicked way, without the least shrinking from evil.

5 Thy lovingkindness, O LORD, is in the heavens; Thy faithfulness reacheth unto the skies.

Your love, O Lord, touches the heavens, your faithfulness reaches the clouds.

6 Thy righteousness is like the mighty mountains; Thy judgments are like the great deep; man and beast Thou preservest, O LORD.

Your justice is like the great mountains, your judgments are like the broad sea. Lord, you save people and animals.

7 How precious is Thy lovingkindness, O God! and the children of men take refuge in the shadow of Thy wings.

How precious your love, O God! All may seek shelter in the shadow of your wings.

8 They are abundantly satisfied with the fatness of Thy house; and Thou makest them drink of the river of Thy pleasures.

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 do we see light.

For with you is the fountain of life, in the light that is yours we see light.

10 O continue Thy lovingkindness unto 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 overtake me, and let not the hand of the wicked drive me away.

Let no arrogant foot tread upon me, no wicked hand drive me to exile.

12 There are the workers of iniquity fallen; they are thrust down, and are not able to rise.

There the workers of wrong lie prostrate, thrust down to rise up no more.