¹ How good it is to give thanks to the Eternal
    and to praise Your name with song, O Most High;
² To speak of Your unfailing love in the morning
    and rehearse Your faithfulness as night begins to fall.
³ How good it is to praise to the sound of strings—lute and harp—
    the stirring melodies of the lyre.
⁴ Because You, O Eternal One, thrill me with the things You have done,
    I will sing with joy in light of Your deeds.

⁵ Your works are marvelous, O Eternal One!
    Your thoughts are unfathomable.
⁶ But a weak-minded man can’t understand this;
    foolish people are unable to see
⁷ That evil men sprout like grass
    and wicked men flourish,
    only so that they will be doomed forever.
⁸ But You, O Eternal One, are above all, forever.
⁹ As for Your enemies, O Eternal One,
    their fate is obvious:
    those who hate You will not survive;
    those who practice evil will be broken in pieces.

¹⁰ But You have made me strong as a wild ox,
    anointed me with the refreshing oil of Your blessing.
¹¹ And I have seen with my own eyes my enemies defeated;
    I have heard with my own ears my attackers cut down.

¹² Those who are devoted to God will flourish like budding date-palm trees;
    they will grow strong and tall like cedars in Lebanon.
¹³ Those planted in the house of the Eternal
    will thrive in the courts of our God.
¹⁴ They will bear fruit into old age;
    even in winter, they will be green and full of sap
¹⁵ To display that the Eternal is righteous.
    He is my rock, and there is no shadow of evil in Him.