It is good to praise the Lord
and make music to
your name, O Most High,
proclaiming your love
in the morning
and your
faithfulness at night,
to the music of the
ten-stringed lyre
and the melody of
the harp.
For you make me glad
by your deeds, Lord;
I sing for joy at
what your hands have done.
How great are your
works, Lord,
how profound your
thoughts!
Senseless people do
not know,
fools do not
understand,
that though the
wicked spring up like grass
and all evildoers
flourish,
they will be
destroyed forever.
But you, Lord, are
forever exalted.
For surely your enemies, Lord,
surely your
enemies will perish;
all evildoers will
be scattered.
You have exalted my horn like that of a wild
ox;
fine oils have
been poured on me.
My eyes have seen the defeat of my
adversaries;
my ears have heard
the rout of my wicked foes.
The righteous will flourish like a palm tree,
they will grow
like a cedar of Lebanon;
planted in the house of the Lord,
they will flourish
in the courts of our God.
They will still bear fruit in old age,
they will stay
fresh and green,
proclaiming, “The Lord is upright;
he is my Rock, and there is no wickedness in him.” Psalm 92
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