[1] It is good to give thanks to the LORD, to sing praises to your name, Most High; [2] to proclaim your loyal love in the morning, your faithfulness at nighttime [3] with the ten-stringed harp, with the melody of the lyre [4] because you’ve made me happy, LORD, by your acts. I sing with joy because of your handiwork. [5] How awesome are your works, LORD! Your thoughts are so deep! [6] Ignorant people don’t know—fools don’t understand this: [7] though the wicked spring up like grass and all evildoers seem to blossom, they do so only to be destroyed forever. [8] But you, LORD, are exalted forever! [9] Look at your enemies, LORD! Look at how your enemies die, how all evildoers are scattered abroad! [10] But you’ve made me as strong as a wild ox. I’m soaked in precious ointment. [11] My eyes have seen my enemies’ defeat; my ears have heard the downfall of my evil foes. [12] The righteous will spring up like a palm tree. They will grow strong like a cedar of Lebanon. [13] Those who have been replanted in the LORD’s house will spring up in the courtyards of our God. [14] They will bear fruit even when old and gray; they will remain lush and fresh [15] in order to proclaim: “The LORD is righteous. He’s my rock. There’s nothing unrighteous in him.”
