1 About the wicked and their sin,
my heart within me cries:
there surely is no fear of God
at all before their eyes.
2 He views himself with blind conceit,
his sinfulness denies.
3 He speaks with evil and deceit,
no longer good or wise.
4 In bed he plots his evil ways;
he schemes throughout the night,
as he commits himself to sin,
rejecting what is right.
5 Your steadfast love is great, O LORD;
it reaches heaven high.
Your faithfulness is wonderful,
extending to the sky.
6 Your righteousness is very great,
like mountains high and steep;
Your justice is like ocean depths.
Human and beast you keep.
7 How precious is your steadfast love!
What confidence it brings!
Both high and low find shelter in
the shadow of your wings.
8 They feast within your house, and drink
from streams of your delight.
9 For with you is the source of life;
in your light we see light.
10 From those who know you, may your love
and mercy ne’er depart.
And may your righteousness protect
and bless the upright heart.
11 Let not the proud raise foot or hand
to drive me from your side.
12 The evildoers are thrown down
and never shall arise.
– cento
Oremus 