[1] How good it is to give thanks to the Eternal and to praise Your name with song, O Most High; [2] To speak of Your unfailing love in the morning and rehearse Your faithfulness as night begins to fall. [3] How good it is to praise to the sound of strings-lute and harp- the stirring melodies of the lyre. [4] Because You, O Eternal One, thrill me with the things You have done, I will sing with joy in light of Your deeds. [5] Your works are marvelous, O Eternal One! Your thoughts are unfathomable. [6] But a weak-minded man can't understand this; foolish people are unable to see [7] That evil men sprout like grass and wicked men flourish, only so that they will be doomed forever. [8] But You, O Eternal One, are above all, forever. [9] As for Your enemies, O Eternal One, their fate is obvious: those who hate You will not survive; those who practice evil will be broken in pieces. [10] But You have made me strong as a wild ox, anointed me with the refreshing oil of Your blessing. [11] And I have seen with my own eyes my enemies defeated; I have heard with my own ears my attackers cut down. [12] Those who are devoted to God will flourish like budding date-palm trees; they will grow strong and tall like cedars in Lebanon. [13] Those planted in the house of the Eternal will thrive in the courts of our God. [14] They will bear fruit into old age; even in winter, they will be green and full of sap [15] To display that the Eternal is righteous. He is my rock, and there is no shadow of evil in Him.
