Psalm LII

O Mighty man in wickedness,
Why boastest thou [thy self] with pride?
God's goodness to his people will
[Surely] for evermore abide.

Thy tongue speaks mischief, which thy heart
[Plots and] deviseth wickedly;
And like a sharpned rasor cuts,
And works [by lies] deceitfully.

Thou lovest evil more than good,
And lying more than [to speak] right;
Thou false tongue all devouring words
Thou lovest with [cruel] delight.

God shall for ever cut thee down,
And [he shall] take thee quite away;
And pluck thee from thy dwelling-place,
And from [among] the living slay.