This is a song, so sing it
Someone get the lyre
A psalm and a song for the Sabbath day1Praise the LORD.
It’s a good day to do it.
Put it in song
And sing to God Most High.
2In the morning,
Sing about how good he is.
At the end of the day,
Sing about how faithful he has been.
3Break out that 10-stringed lyre.
Play that lyre and raise that voice
4LORD, what you’ve done makes me happy.
I’m singing a happy song because of what you’ve done.
5LORD, your thoughts are deep
And your work is wonderful.
6Senseless people don’t have a clue.
And fools can’t understand it.
7Bad folks sprout like weeds.
They exploit, and yet they flourish.
But it’s all for nothing since they’re about to die.
And they’ll stay dead forever.
8But you, LORD, are alive forever.
And honored above everyone.
Good people win9LORD, your enemies are dead meat.
They don’t have a chance.
Those bad guys scatter
And run for their lives.
10You’ve made me strongas a wild ox.
You picked me and anointed me,
Using oil reserved for honored souls.
11I see my enemies losing their battle.
I hear their cries as the wicked fall.
12But good people flourish
Like a palm tree loaded with fruit.
They grow strong
Like a cedar of Lebanon.
13Planted at the LORD’s home,
They blossom, bud, and bloom
In the courtyards of God himself.
14Even in their old age
They’ll stay fruitful while they live.
Nothing’s going to sap them
Of their getup and their go.
15The LORD is fair.
I say it’s so.
He’s my solid rock,
Without one speck of weakness.
The subtitle wasn’t part of the original psalm.
Literally “You exalted my horn.” Horns were common symbols of strength. Few people thinking clearly want to tangle with a critter that’s wearing horns.
More literally, injustice, wickedness, or unrighteousness.
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