An oracle within my heart concerning the transgression of the wicked: There is no dread of God before his eyes,a2
for in his own eyes he flatters himself [too much] to discover and hate his sin.
The words of his mouth are malicious and deceptive; he has stopped acting wisely and doing good.
Even on his bed he makes malicious plans. He sets himself on a path that is not good and does not reject evil.
Lord, Your faithful love [reaches] to heaven, Your faithfulness to the skies.
Your righteousness is like the highest mountain; Your judgments, like the deepest sea. Lord, You preserve man and beast.
God, Your faithful love is so valuable that people take refuge in the shadow of Your wings.
They are filled from the abundance of Your house; You let them drink from Your refreshing stream,
for with You is life's fountain. In Your light we will see light.
Spread Your faithful love over those who know You, and Your righteousness over the upright in heart.
Do not let the foot of the arrogant come near me or the hand of the wicked drive me away.
There the evildoers fall; they have been thrown down and cannot rise.