[1] It is good to give thanks to the LORD, to sing praises to thy name, O Most High; [2] to declare thy steadfast love in the morning, and thy faithfulness by night, [3] to the music of the lute and the harp, to the melody of the lyre. [4] For thou, O LORD, hast made me glad by thy work; at the works of thy hands I sing for joy. [5] How great are thy works, O LORD! Thy thoughts are very deep! [6] The dull man cannot know, the stupid cannot understand this: [7] that, though the wicked sprout like grass and all evildoers flourish, they are doomed to destruction for ever, [8] but thou, O LORD, art on high for ever. [9] For lo, thy enemies, O LORD, for lo, thy enemies shall perish; all evildoers shall be scattered. [10] But thou hast exalted my horn like that of the wild ox; thou hast poured over me fresh oil. [11] My eyes have seen the downfall of my enemies, my ears have heard the doom of my evil assailants. [12] The righteous flourish like the palm tree, and grow like a cedar in Lebanon. [13] They are planted in the house of the LORD, they flourish in the courts of our God. [14] They still bring forth fruit in old age, they are ever full of sap and green, [15] to show that the LORD is upright; he is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.
