Why boastest thou thyself, thou tyrant  *

that thou canst do mischief;

Whereas the goodness of God *

endureth yet daily?

Thy tongue imagineth wickedness *

and with lies thou cuttest like a sharp rasor.

Thou hast loved unrighteousness more then goodness *

and to talk of lies more than righteousness.

Thou hast loved to speak all words that may do hurt *

O thou false tongue.

Therefore shall God destroy thee for ever *

he shall take thee, and pluck thee out of thy dwelling, and root thee out of the land of the living.

The righteous also shall see this, and fear *

and shall laugh him to scorn;

Lo, this is the man that took not God for his strength *

but trusted unto the multitude of his riches, and strengthened himself in his wickedness.

As for me, I am like a green olive-tree in the house of God *

my trust is in the tender mercy of God for ever and ever.

I will always give thanks unto thee for that thou hast done *

and I will hope in thy Name, for thy saints like it well.

The foolish body hath said in his heart  *

There is no God.

Corrupt are they, and become abominable in their wickedness *

there is none that doeth good.

God looked down from heaven upon the children of men *

to see if there were any that would understand, and seek after God.

But they are all gone out of the way, they are altogether become abominable *

there is also none that doeth good, no not one.

Are not they without understanding, that work wickedness *

eating up my people as if they would eat bread? they have not called upon God.

They were afraid where no fear was *

for God hath broken the bones of him that besieged thee; thou hast put them to confusion, because God hath despised them.

O that the salvation were given unto Israel out of Sion *

O that the Lord would deliver his people out of captivity!

Then should Jacob rejoice *

and Israel should be right glad.

Save me, O God, for thy Name’s sake  *

and avenge me in thy strength.

Hear my prayer, O God *

and hearken unto the words of my mouth.

For strangers are risen up against me *

and tyrants, which have not God before their eyes, seek after my soul.

Behold, God is my helper *

the Lord is with them that uphold my soul.

He shall reward evil unto mine enemies *

destroy thou them in thy truth.

An offering of a free heart will I give thee, and praise thy Name, O Lord *

because it is so comfortable.

For he hath delivered me out of all my trouble *

and mine eye hath seen his desire upon mine enemies.