Only Version ❧ CM/CMD · 8·6·8·6 (D)
To the chief Musician, Maschil, A Psalm of David, when Doeg the Edomite came and told Saul, and said unto him, David is come to the house of Ahimelech.
1 O man of might, wherefore dost thou thus boast thyself in ill? the goodness of the mighty God endureth ever still. 2 Thy tongue presumptuously doth mischievous things devise: it is like to a razor sharp, working deceitful lies.
3 Thou lovest evil more than good, more to speak lies than right. Selah. 4 O guileful tongue, thou dost in all devouring words delight. 5 God shall likewise for evermore destroying thee deface, he shall take thee away, and pluck thee from thy dwelling place,
and also root thee out from off the land of the living. Selah. 6 The righteous also shall it see and fear, at him laughing. 7 Lo, this the man that made not God his strength: but trusted in his store of wealth, himself made strong in his mischievous sin.
8 But in the house of God am I like a green olive tree: I trust for ever and for aye, in God’s benignity. 9 Thee will I praise for evermore, because thou hast done this: and I’ll wait on thy name, for good before thy saints that is.