1 [A Psalm, a Song, for the Sabbath day.] It is good to give thanks unto Jehovah, and to sing psalms unto thy name, O Most High;

2 To declare thy loving-kindness in the morning, and thy faithfulness in the nights,

3 Upon an instrument of ten strings and upon the lute; upon the Higgaion with the harp.

4 For thou, Jehovah, hast made me glad through thy work; I will triumph in the works of thy hands.

5 Jehovah, how great are thy works! Thy thoughts are very deep:

6 A brutish man knoweth not, neither doth a fool understand it.

7 When the wicked spring as the grass, and when all the workers of iniquity flourish, it is that they may be destroyed for ever.

8 And thou, Jehovah, art on high for evermore.

9 For lo, thine enemies, O Jehovah, for lo, thine enemies shall perish; all the workers of iniquity shall be scattered.

10 But my horn shalt thou exalt like a buffalo's: I shall be anointed with fresh oil.

11 And mine eye shall see {its desire} on mine enemies; mine ears shall hear {it} of the evil-doers that rise up against me.

12 The righteous shall shoot forth like a palm-tree; he shall grow like a cedar on Lebanon.

13 Those that are planted in the house of Jehovah shall flourish in the courts of our God:

14 They are still vigorous in old age, they are full of sap and green;

15 To shew that Jehovah is upright: {he is} my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.

1 It is a good thing to give thanks unto Jehovah,

And to sing praises unto thy name, O Most High;

2 To show forth thy lovingkindness in the morning,

And thy faithfulness every night,

3 With an instrument of ten strings, and with the psaltery;

With a solemn sound upon the harp.

4 For thou, Jehovah, hast made me glad through thy work:

I will triumph in the works of thy hands.

5 How great are thy works, O Jehovah!

Thy thoughts are very deep.

6 A brutish man knoweth not;

Neither doth a fool understand this:

7 When the wicked spring as the grass,

And when all the workers of iniquity do flourish;

It is that they shall be destroyed for ever.

8 But thou, O Jehovah, art on high for evermore.

9 For, lo, thine enemies, O Jehovah,

For, lo, thine enemies shall perish;

All the workers of iniquity shall be scattered.

10 But my horn hast thou exalted like the horn of the wild-ox:

I am anointed with fresh oil.

11 Mine eye also hath seen my desire on mine enemies,

Mine ears have heard my desire of the evil-doers that rise up against me.

12 The righteous shall flourish like the palm-tree:

He shall grow like a cedar in Lebanon.

13 They are planted in the house of Jehovah;

They shall flourish in the courts of our God.

14 They shall still bring forth fruit in old age;

They shall be full of sap and green:

15 To show that Jehovah is upright;

He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.