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 every night,

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

3 O n an instrument of ten strings, On the lute, And on the harp, With harmonious sound.

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

4 F or You, Lord, have made me glad through Your work; I will triumph in 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 O Lord, how great are Your works! Your thoughts are very deep.

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

6 A senseless man does not know, Nor does a fool understand this.

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

7 W hen the wicked spring up like grass, And when all the workers of iniquity flourish, It is that they may be destroyed forever.

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, Lord, are on high forevermore.

And Thou high to the age, O Jehovah.

9 F or behold, Your enemies, O Lord, For behold, Your enemies shall perish; All the workers of iniquity shall be scattered.

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

10 B ut my horn You have exalted like a 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 M y eye also has seen my desire on my enemies; My ears hear my desire on the wicked 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 shall flourish like a palm tree, He shall grow like a cedar in Lebanon.

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

13 T hose who are planted in the house of the Lord Shall 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 shall still bear fruit in old age; They shall be fresh and flourishing,

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!