Christ: The Marvel Of Divine Grace.

Sin speaks to the wicked man in his heart; There is no fear of God before his eyes.
For in his mind he flatters himself that his fault will not be found out and hated.
The words of his mouth are iniquity and deceit, he has ceased to be wise and to do good.
He plans iniquity upon his bed, he determines on a course that is not good, he does not turn in horror from evil.
O Lord, thy mercy reaches to heaven, thy faithfulness to the very clouds.
Thy justice is as the mountains of God, thy judgements are as the deep sea: Thou savest men and beasts, O Lord.
How preciousis thy goodness, O God: men take refuge under the shadow of thy wings;
They are insatiated with the abundance of thy house and thou givest them to drink of the torrent of thy delights.
For with thee is the foundation of life, and in thy light we see light.
Continue thy goodness to those who worship thee, and thy equity to the upright of heart.
Let not the foot of the proud come upon me, nor the hand of the sinner drive me out.
Behold, the evildoers have fallen: they are overthrown and can rise no more.