A Psalm of David, when Doeg the Edomite came and told Saul, and said unto him, David is come to the house of Ahimelech.
Why dost thou boast, O mighty man,
of mischief and of ill?
The goodness of Almighty God

endureth ever still.
Thy tongue mischievous calumnies
deviseth subtilely,
Like to a razor sharp to cut,

working deceitfully.
Ill more than good, and more than truth
thou lovest to speak wrong:
Thou lovest all-devouring words,

O thou deceitful tongue.
So God shall thee destroy for aye,
remove thee, pluck thee out
Quite from thy house, out of the land

of life he shall thee root.
The righteous shall it see, and fear,
and laugh at him they shall:
Lo, this the man is that did not

make God his strength at all:
But he in his abundant wealth
his confidence did place;
And he took strength unto himself

from his own wickedness.
But I am in the house of God
like to an olive green:
My confidence for ever hath

upon God's mercy been.
And I for ever will thee praise,
because thou hast done this:
I on thy name will wait; for good

before thy saints it is.