[1] It is good to give thanks to the LORD, to make music to praise your name, O Most High. [2] It is good to announce your mercy in the morning and your faithfulness in the evening [3] on a ten-stringed instrument and a harp and with a melody on a lyre. [4] You made me find joy in what you have done, O LORD. I will sing joyfully about the works of your hands. [5] How spectacular are your works, O LORD! How very deep are your thoughts! [6] A stupid person cannot know and a fool cannot understand [7] that wicked people sprout like grass and all troublemakers blossom like flowers, only to be destroyed forever. [8] But you, O LORD, are highly honored forever. [9] Now look at your enemies, O LORD. Now look at your enemies. They disappear, and all troublemakers are scattered. [10] But you make me as strong as a wild bull, and soothing lotion is poured on me. [11] My eyes gloat over those who spy on me. My ears hear the cries of evildoers attacking me. [12] Righteous people flourish like palm trees and grow tall like the cedars in Lebanon. [13] They are planted in the LORD's house. They blossom in our God's courtyards. [14] Even when they are old, they still bear fruit. They are always healthy and fresh. [15] They make it known that the LORD is decent. He is my rock. He is never unfair.
