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Psalm 52

Quid gloriaris?

Why boastest thou thyself, thou tyrant, that thou canst do mischief, whereas the goodness of God endureth yet daily? Thy tongue imagineth wickedness, and with lies thou cuttest like a sharp razor. Thou hast loved unrighteousness more than goodness, and to talk of lies more than righteousness. Thou hast loved to speak all words that may do hurt, O thou false tongue.

Therefore shall God destroy thee for ever; he shall take thee, and pluck thee out of thy dwelling, and root thee out of the land of the living. The righteous also shall see this, and fear, and shall laugh him to scorn: Lo, this is the man that took not God for his strength, but trusted unto the multitude of his riches and strengthened himself in his wickedness. As for me, I am like a green olive-tree in the house of God; my trust is in the tender mercy of God for ever and ever. I will always give thanks unto thee for that thou hast done; and I will hope in thy Name, for thy saints like it well.

The coverdale translation edited by W.S. Peterson and Valerie Macys — used with permission.