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1  A psalm; a song for the Sabbath day. 
It is fitting to thank the Lord, 
and to sing praises to your name, O sovereign One! 
2  It is fitting to proclaim your loyal love in the morning, 
and your faithfulness during the night, 
3  to the accompaniment of a ten-stringed instrument and a lyre, 
to the accompaniment of the meditative tone of the harp. 
4  For you, O Lord, have made me happy by your work. 
I will sing for joy because of what you have done. 
5  How great are your works, O Lord! 
Your plans are very intricate! 
6  The spiritually insensitive do not recognize this; 
the fool does not understand this. 
7  When the wicked sprout up like grass, 
and all the evildoers glisten, 
it is so that they may be annihilated. 
8  But you, O Lord, reign forever! 
9  Indeed, look at your enemies, O Lord! 
Indeed, look at how your enemies perish! 
All the evildoers are scattered! 
10  You exalt my horn like that of a wild ox. 
I am covered with fresh oil. 
11  I gloat in triumph over those who tried to ambush me; 
I hear the defeated cries of the evil foes who attacked me. 
12  The godly grow like a palm tree; 
they grow high like a cedar in Lebanon. 
13  Planted in the Lord’s house, 
they grow in the courts of our God. 
14  They bear fruit even when they are old; 
they are filled with vitality and have many leaves. 
15  So they proclaim that the Lord, my protector, 
is just and never unfair.