3 For thou hat made me glad, O Yahweh, in thy doing, In the works of thy hands, will I shout for joy.
6 When the lawless do thrive like grass, And all the workers of iniquity have blossomed, It is that they may be destroyed for ever.
8 For lo! thine enemies, Yahweh, For lo! thine enemies, shall perish, They shall be scattered - all the workers of iniquity;
9 But thou wilt exalt, as those of the buffalo, my horn, I have been anointed, with fresh oil.
10 So hath mine eye descried them who were lying in wait for me, - Of my wicked assailants, mine ears, shall hear.