[1] It is good to give thanks to the Lord And to sing praises to Your name, Most High; [2] To declare Your goodness in the morning And Your faithfulness by night, [3] With the ten-stringed lute and with the harp, With resounding music on the lyre. [4] For You, Lord, have made me joyful by what You have done, I will sing for joy over the works of Your hands. [5] How great are Your works, Lord! Your thoughts are very deep. [6] A stupid person has no knowledge, Nor does a foolish person understand this: [7] When the wicked sprouted up like grass And all who did injustice flourished, It was only that they might be destroyed forevermore. [8] But You, Lord, are on high forever. [9] For, behold, Your enemies, Lord, For, behold, Your enemies will perish; All who do injustice will be scattered. [10] But You have exalted my horn like that of the wild ox; I have been anointed with fresh oil. [11] And my eye has looked at my enemies, My ears hear of the evildoers who rise up against me. [12] The righteous person will flourish like the palm tree, He will grow like a cedar in Lebanon. [13] Planted in the house of the Lord, They will flourish in the courtyards of our God. [14] They will still yield fruit in advanced age; They will be full of sap and very green, [15] To declare that the Lord is just; He is my rock, and there is no malice in Him.
