1 To the Overseer. — By a servant of Jehovah, by David. The transgression of the wicked Is affirming within my heart, 'Fear of God is not before his eyes, 2 For he made it smooth to himself in his eyes, To find his iniquity to be hated. 3 The words of his mouth are iniquity and deceit, He ceased to act prudently — to do good. 4 Iniquity he deviseth on his bed, He stationeth himself on a way not good, Evil he doth not refuse.' 5 O Jehovah, in the heavens is Thy kindness, Thy faithfulness is unto the clouds. 6 Thy righteousness is as mountains of God, Thy judgments are a great deep. Man and beast Thou savest, O Jehovah. 7 How precious is Thy kindness, O God, And the sons of men In the shadow of Thy wings do trust. 8 They are filled from the fatness of Thy house, And the stream of Thy delights Thou dost cause them to drink. 9 For with Thee is a fountain of life, In Thy light we see light. 10 Draw out Thy kindness to those knowing Thee, And Thy righteousness to the upright of heart. 11 Let not a foot of pride meet me, And a hand of the wicked let not move me. 12 There have workers of iniquity fallen, They have been overthrown, And have not been able to arise!