Portions adapted by Julie Tennent from the 1650 Scottish Metrical Psalter
1Why do you boast, O mighty man, of evil and of ill?
The cov’nant love of God endures, and it forever will.
2Your tongue does plan destruction, and plots evil in the street;
It’s like a razor, sharp to cut, and practices deceit.
3You love what’s evil more than good; Trade truth for speaking wrong;
4You love each harmful, wicked word, you vile, deceitful tongue.
5But God will ever break you down, with ruin He will rout;
He’ll tear you from your house and land; uproot and cast you out.
6The righteous will see this and fear; they’ll laugh at him and say,
7“Here is the man who would not make the Lord his strength and stay.
In his abundant wealth, he did his confidence all place;
And he took strength from evil which he did without disgrace.
8But I am in the house of God like a green olive tree;
I trust the cov’nant love of God which evermore will be.
9I’ll give You thanks forever, Lord, for all that You have done;
I’ll hope in Your good Name, and praise You with all godly ones.