Psalm 36 (Version 3)

When man grows bold in sin

My heart within me cries,

"He hath no faith of God within,

Nor fear before his eyes."

[He walks awhile conceal'd

In a self-flattering dream,

Till his dark crimes at once reveal'd

Expose his hateful name.]

His heart is false and foul,

His words are smooth and fair;

Wisdom is banish'd from his soul,

And leaves no goodness there.

He plots upon his bed

New mischiefs to fulfil;

He sets his heart, and hand, and head,

To practise all that's ill.

But there's a dreadful God,

Tho' men renounce his fear;

His justice hid behind the cloud

Shall one great day appear.

His truth transcends the sky;

In heaven his mercies dwell;

Deep as the sea his judgments lie,

His anger burns to hell.

How excellent his love,

Whence all our safety springs!

O never let my soul remove

From underneath his wings.