1 I t is good to give thanks to the Lord And to sing praises to Your name, O Most High;

A Psalm. -- A Song for the sabbath-day. Good to give thanks to Jehovah, And to sing praises to Thy name, O Most High,

2 T o declare Your lovingkindness in the morning And Your faithfulness by night,

To declare in the morning Thy kindness, And Thy faithfulness in the nights.

3 W ith the ten-stringed lute and with the harp, With resounding music upon the lyre.

On ten strings and on psaltery, On higgaion, with harp.

4 F or You, O Lord, have made me glad by what You have done, I will sing for joy at the works of Your hands.

For Thou hast caused me to rejoice, O Jehovah, in Thy work, Concerning the works of Thy hands I sing.

5 H ow great are Your works, O Lord! Your thoughts are very deep.

How great have been Thy works, O Jehovah, Very deep have been Thy thoughts.

6 A senseless man has no knowledge, Nor does a stupid man understand this:

A brutish man doth not know, And a fool understandeth not this; --

7 T hat when the wicked sprouted up like grass And all who did iniquity flourished, It was only that they might be destroyed forevermore.

When the wicked flourish as a herb, And blossom do all workers of iniquity -- For their being destroyed for ever and ever!

8 B ut You, O Lord, are on high forever.

And Thou high to the age, O Jehovah.

9 F or, behold, Your enemies, O Lord, For, behold, Your enemies will perish; All who do iniquity will be scattered.

For, lo, Thine enemies, O Jehovah, For, lo, Thine enemies, do perish, Separate themselves do all workers of iniquity.

10 B ut You have exalted my horn like that of the wild ox; I have been anointed with fresh oil.

And Thou exaltest as a reem my horn, I have been anointed with fresh oil.

11 A nd my eye has looked exultantly upon my foes, My ears hear of the evildoers who rise up against me.

And mine eye looketh on mine enemies, Of those rising up against me, The evil doers, do mine ears hear.

12 T he righteous man will flourish like the palm tree, He will grow like a cedar in Lebanon.

The righteous as a palm-tree flourisheth, As a cedar in Lebanon he groweth.

13 P lanted in the house of the Lord, They will flourish in the courts of our God.

Those planted in the house of Jehovah, In the courts of our God do flourish.

14 T hey will still yield fruit in old age; They shall be full of sap and very green,

Still they bring forth in old age, Fat and flourishing are they,

15 T o declare that the Lord is upright; He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in Him.

To declare that upright Jehovah my rock, And there is no perverseness in Him!