Do not fret because of evil men or be envious of those who do wrong;for like the grass they will soon wither, like green plants they will soon die away.
Why do you boast of evil, you mighty man? Why do you boast all day long, you who are a disgrace in the eyes of God?Your tongue plots destruction; it is like a sharpened razor, you who practice deceit.You love evil rather than good, falsehood rather than speaking the truth.You love every harmful word, O you deceitful tongue!Surely God will bring you down to everlasting ruin.
Have mercy on me, O God, have mercy on me, for in you my soul takes refuge. I will take refuge in the shadow of your wings until the disaster has passed.
Do you rulers indeed speak justly? Do you judge uprightly among men?No, in your heart you devise injustice, and your hands mete out violence on the earth.Even from birth the wicked go astray; from the womb they are wayward and speak lies.
Hear my cry, O God; listen to my prayer.From the ends of the earth I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I. For you have been my refuge, a strong tower against the foe.I long to dwell in your tent forever and take refuge in the shelter of your wings.