8 They will be like trees planted by the streams,whose roots reach down to the water.They won’t fear drought when it comes;their leaves will remain green.They won’t be stressed in the time of droughtor fail to bear fruit.
9 The most cunning heart—it’s beyond help.Who can figure it out?
10 I, the Lord, probe the heartand discern hidden motives,to give everyone what they deserve,the consequences of their deeds.
11 Like a partridge gathering a brood that is not its own,so are those who acquire their wealth corruptly.By midlife it will be gone;afterward they will look like fools.
12 Splendid and exalted throne,the place of our sanctuaryfrom the beginning!
13 Lord, the hope of Israel,all who forsake you will suffer disgrace;those who turn away from you in the landwill be written off,for they have abandoned the Lord, the fountain of living water.
14 Heal me, Lord, and I’ll be healed.Save me and I’ll be saved,for you are my heart’s desire.