1 Sin whispers to the wicked, in the depths of their heart; ♦︎
there is no fear of God before their eyes.
2 They flatter themselves in their own eyes ♦︎
that their abominable sin will not be found out.
3 The words of their mouth are unrighteous and full of deceit; ♦︎
they have ceased to act wisely and to do good.
4 They think out mischief upon their beds
and have set themselves in no good way; ♦︎
nor do they abhor that which is evil.
5 Your love, O Lord, reaches to the heavens ♦︎
and your faithfulness to the clouds.
6 Your righteousness stands like the strong mountains,
your justice like the great deep; ♦︎
you, Lord, shall save both man and beast.
7 How precious is your loving mercy, O God! ♦︎
All mortal flesh shall take refuge
under the shadow of your wings.
8 They shall be satisfied with the abundance of your house; ♦︎
they shall drink from the river of your delights.
9 For with you is the well of life ♦︎
and in your light shall we see light.
10 O continue your loving-kindness to those who know you ♦︎
and your righteousness to those who are true of heart.
11 Let not the foot of pride come against me, ♦︎
nor the hand of the ungodly thrust me away.
12 There are they fallen, all who work wickedness. ♦︎
They are cast down and shall not be able to stand.
1 I said, I will keep watch over my ways, ♦︎
so that I offend not with my tongue.
2 I will guard my mouth with a muzzle, ♦︎
while the wicked are in my sight.
3 So I held my tongue and said nothing; ♦︎
I kept silent but to no avail.
4 My distress increased, my heart grew hot within me; ♦︎
while I mused, the fire was kindled
and I spoke out with my tongue:
5 Lord, let me know my end and the number of my days, ♦︎
that I may know how short my time is.
6 You have made my days but a handsbreadth,
and my lifetime is as nothing in your sight; ♦︎
truly, even those who stand upright are but a breath.
7 We walk about like a shadow
and in vain we are in turmoil; ♦︎
we heap up riches and cannot tell who will gather them.
8 And now, what is my hope? ♦︎
Truly my hope is even in you.
9 Deliver me from all my transgressions ♦︎
and do not make me the taunt of the fool.
10 I fell silent and did not open my mouth, ♦︎
for surely it was your doing.
11 Take away your plague from me; ♦︎
I am consumed by the blows of your hand.
12 With rebukes for sin you punish us;
like a moth you consume our beauty; ♦︎
truly, everyone is but a breath.
13 Hear my prayer, O Lord, and give ear to my cry; ♦︎
hold not your peace at my tears.
14 For I am but a stranger with you, ♦︎
a wayfarer, as all my forebears were.
15 Turn your gaze from me, that I may be glad again, ♦︎
before I go my way and am no more.