Psalm 52. Quid gloriaris?

1. You tyrant, why do you boast of wickedness *
   against the godly all day long?
2. You plot ruin; your tongue is like a sharpened razor, *
   O worker of deception.
3. You love evil more than good *
   and lying more than speaking the truth.
4. You love all words that hurt, *
   O you deceitful tongue.
5. Oh, that God would demolish you utterly, *
   topple you, and snatch you from your dwelling, and root you out of the land of the living!
6. The righteous shall see and tremble, *
   and they shall laugh at him, saying,
7. "This is the one who did not take God for a refuge, *
   but trusted in great wealth and relied upon wickedness."
8. But I am like a green olive tree in the house of God; *
   I trust in the mercy of God for ever and ever.
9. I will give you thanks for what you have done *
   and declare the goodness of your Name in the presence of the godly.