A Psalm, a Song for the sabbath day.
1It is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord, and to sing praises unto thy name, O Most High: 2To shew forth thy lovingkindness in the morning, and thy faithfulness every night, 3With an instrument of ten strings, and with the psaltery; with a solemn sound upon the harp. 4For thou, Lord, hast made me glad through thy work: I will triumph in the works of thy hands. 5How great are thy works, O Lord! thy thoughts are very deep. 6A brutish man knoweth not; neither doth a fool understand this: 7When the wicked spring as the grass, and when all the workers of iniquity do flourish; it is that they shall be destroyed for ever: 8But thou, O Lord, art on high for evermore. 9For, lo, thine enemies, O Lord, for, lo, thine enemies shall perish; all the workers of iniquity shall be scattered. 10But my horn hast thou exalted like the horn of the wild-ox: I am anointed with fresh oil. 11Mine eye also hath seen my desire on mine enemies, mine ears have heard my desire of the evil-doers that rise up against me. 12The righteous shall flourish like the palm tree: he shall grow like a cedar in Lebanon. 13They that are planted in the house of the Lord shall flourish in the courts of our God. 14They shall still bring forth fruit in old age; they shall be full of sap and green: 15To shew that the Lord is upright; he is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.