Why do you boast of wickedness,

Why do you boast of wickedness, you man of power and might? Why boast all day, O you who are disgraceful in God’s sight?

You plot destruction with your tongue, so razor-sharp and keen. You always work deceitfully; you love things vile and mean.

You do not take delight in truth, but in what’s false and wrong. You love all harmful, evil words, O you deceitful tongue!

But God will surely bring you down to ruin and disgrace; He will uproot you from your tent and from your dwelling-place.

He’ll snatch you from the land of life and carry you away. The righteous, seeing this, will fear; then they will laugh and say:

“This is the man who for his strength on God did not rely; He trusted in his wealth and power to raise himself on high.”

But I am like an olive plant in God’s house growing free; I trust in God’s unfailing love to all eternity.

I’ll praise you ever for your deeds; my hope is in your name, And in the presence of your saints I will extol your fame.