1To the choirmaster. A Psalm of David, the servant of the LORD. 2Transgression speaks to the wicked deep in his heart; there is no fear of God before his eyes. 3For he flatters himself in his own eyes that his iniquity cannot be found out and hated. 4The words of his mouth are mischief and deceit; he has ceased to act wisely and do good. 5He plots mischief while on his bed; he sets himself in a way that is not good; he spurns not evil. 6Thy steadfast love, O LORD, extends to the heavens, thy faithfulness to the clouds. 7Thy righteousness is like the mountains of God, thy judgments are like the great deep; man and beast thou savest, O LORD. 8How precious is thy steadfast love, O God! The children of men take refuge in the shadow of thy wings. 9They feast on the abundance of thy house, and thou givest them drink from the river of thy delights. 10For with thee is the fountain of life; in thy light do we see light. 11O continue thy steadfast love to those who know thee, and thy salvation to the upright of heart! 12Let not the foot of arrogance come upon me, nor the hand of the wicked drive me away. [ (Psalms 36:13) There the evildoers lie prostrate, they are thrust down, unable to rise. ]