Their inward thought is, that their house and dwelling-places shall Stand through all ages; they their lands by their own names do call.
They have search'd out iniquities, a perfect search they keep: Of each of them the inward thought, and very heart, is deep.
For in their mouth there is no truth, their inward part is ill; Their throat's an open sepulchre, their tongue doth flatter still.
Within his heart he thus hath said, I shall not moved be; And no adversity at all shall ever come to me.
And now, O Lord, what wait I for? my hope is fix'd on thee.