The Book of Psalms

A psalm of a canticle on the sabbath day.

It is good to give praise to the Lord: and to sing to thy name, O most High.

To shew forth thy mercy in the morning, and thy truth in the night:

Upon an instrument of ten strings, upon the psaltery: with a canticle upon the harp.

For thou hast given me, O Lord, a delight in thy doings: and in the works of thy hands I shall rejoice.

O Lord, how great are thy works! thy thoughts are exceeding deep.

The senseless man shall not know: nor will the fool understand these things.

When the wicked shall spring up as grass: and all the workers of iniquity shall appear: That they may perish for ever and ever:

But thou, O Lord, art most high for evermore.

For behold thy enemies, O Lord, for behold thy enemies shall perish: and all the workers of iniquity shall be scattered.

But my horn shall be exalted like that of the unicorn: and my old age in plentiful mercy.

My eye also hath looked down upon my enemies: and my ear shall hear of the downfall of the malignant that rise up against me.

The just shall flourish like the palm tree: he shall grow up like the cedar of Libanus.

They that are planted in the house of the Lord shall flourish in the courts of the house of our God.

They shall still increase in a fruitful old age: and shall be well treated,

That they may shew, That the Lord our God is righteous, and there is no iniquity in him.

It is a good thing to give thanks to the LORD, to sing praises to your name, Most High,

to proclaim your loving kindness in the morning, and your faithfulness every night,

with the ten-stringed lute, with the harp, and with the melody of the lyre.

For you, LORD, have made me glad through your work. I will triumph in the works of your hands.

How great are your works, LORD! Your thoughts are very deep.

A senseless man doesn’t know, neither does a fool understand this:

though the wicked spring up as the grass, and all the evildoers flourish, they will be destroyed forever.

But you, LORD, are on high forever more.

For behold, your enemies, LORD, for behold, your enemies shall perish. All the evildoers will be scattered.

But you have exalted my horn like that of the wild ox. I am anointed with fresh oil.

My eye has also seen my enemies. My ears have heard of the wicked enemies who rise up against me.

The righteous shall flourish like the palm tree. He will grow like a cedar in Lebanon.

They are planted in the LORD’s house. They will flourish in our God’s courts.

They will still produce fruit in old age. They will be full of sap and green,

to show that the LORD is upright. He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.