1 An oracle of transgression to the wicked within my heart: there is no dread of God before his eyes.
2 For he flatters himself in his own eyes too much to discover his iniquity and hate it.
3 The words of his mouth are wickedness and deceit; he has stopped being wise and doing good.
4 On his bed he devises wickedness; he takes his stand on a way that is not good; evil he does not refuse.
5 O LORD, your steadfast love is in the heavens, your faithfulness up to the skies.
6 Your righteousness is like the mountains of God, your judgments like the great deep; man and beast you preserve, O LORD.
7 How precious is your steadfast love, O God! And the children of men find refuge in the shadow of your wings.
8 They are filled from the rich fare of your house, and from the stream of your delights you give them drink.
9 For with you is the spring of life; in your light we see light.
10 Extend your steadfast love to those who know you, and your righteousness to the upright of heart.
11 Let no foot of pride come against me, and let no hand of the wicked make me wander.
12 There the doers of iniquity lie fallen; they have been pushed down and are not able to rise.