A psalm; a song for the Sabbath day. It is fitting to thank the Lord, and to sing praises to your name, O sovereign One!

The godly grow like a palm tree; they grow high like a cedar in Lebanon.

They bear fruit even when they are old; they are filled with vitality and have many leaves.

Planted in the Lord's house, they grow in the courts of our God.

How great are your works, O Lord! Your plans are very intricate!

You exalt my horn like that of a wild ox. I am covered with fresh oil.

For you, O Lord, have made me happy by your work. I will sing for joy because of what you have done.

It is fitting to proclaim your loyal love in the morning, and your faithfulness during the night,

When the wicked sprout up like grass, and all the evildoers glisten, it is so that they may be annihilated.

So they proclaim that the Lord, my protector, is just and never unfair.

The spiritually insensitive do not recognize this; the fool does not understand this.

to the accompaniment of a ten-stringed instrument and a lyre, to the accompaniment of the meditative tone of the harp.

Indeed, look at your enemies, O Lord! Indeed, look at how your enemies perish! All the evildoers are scattered!

I gloat in triumph over those who tried to ambush me; I hear the defeated cries of the evil foes who attacked me.

But you, O Lord, reign forever!