Psalm
To the director. Of Jehovah’s* servant, David.
36 The utterance of transgression to the wicked one is in the midst of his* heart;+
There is no dread of God in front of his eyes.+
2 For he has acted too smoothly to himself in his own eyes+
To find out his error so as to hate [it].+
3 The words of his mouth are hurtfulness and deception;+
He has ceased to have insight for doing good.+
4 Hurtfulness is what he keeps scheming upon his bed.+
He stations himself on a way that is not good.+
What is bad he does not reject.+
7 How precious your loving-kindness is, O God!*+
And in the shadow of your wings the sons of men themselves take refuge.+
8 They drink their fill of the fatness of your house;+
And of the torrent of your pleasures you cause them to drink.+
10 Continue your loving-kindness to those knowing you,+
And your righteousness to those upright in heart.+