1It is good to give thanks to the Lord,

to sing praises to your name, O Most High,*

2to declare your steadfast love in the morning

and your faithfulness by night,*

3to the music of the lute and the harp,

to the melody of the lyre.*

4For you, O Lord, have made me glad by your work;

at the works of your hands I sing for joy.

5How great are your works, O Lord!

Your thoughts are very deep!*

6The dullard cannot know;

the stupid cannot understand this:

7though the wicked sprout like grass

and all evildoers flourish,

they are doomed to destruction forever,*

8but you, O Lord, are on high forever.*

9For your enemies, O Lord,

for your enemies shall perish;

all evildoers shall be scattered.*

10But you have exalted my horn like that of the wild ox;

you have anointed me with fresh oil.

11My eyes have seen the downfall of my enemies;

my ears have heard the doom of my evil assailants.*

12The righteous flourish like the palm tree

and grow like a cedar in Lebanon.*

13They are planted in the house of the Lord;

they flourish in the courts of our God.

14In old age they still produce fruit;

they are always green and full of sap,*

15showing that the Lord is upright;

he is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.*