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[1] A psalm of a canticle on the sabbath day.
[2] It is good to give praise to the Lord: and to sing to thy name, O most High.
[3] To shew forth thy mercy in the morning, and thy truth in the night:
[4] Upon an instrument of ten strings, upon the psaltery: with a canticle upon the harp.
[5] For thou hast given me, O Lord, a delight in thy doings: and in the works of thy hands I shall rejoice.
[6] O Lord, how great are thy works! thy thoughts are exceeding deep.
[7] The senseless man shall not know: nor will the fool understand these things.
[8] When the wicked shall spring up as grass: and all the workers of iniquity shall appear: That they may perish for ever and ever:
[9] but thou, O Lord, art most high for evermore.
[10] For behold thy enemies, O Lord, for behold thy enemies shall perish: and all the workers of iniquity shall be scattered.
[11] But my horn shall be exalted like that of the unicorn: and my old age in plentiful mercy.
[12] My eye also hath looked down upon my enemies: and my ear shall hear of the downfall of the malignant that rise up against me.
[13] The just shall flourish like the palm tree: he shall grow up like the cedar of Libanus.
[14] They that are planted in the house of the Lord shall flourish in the courts of the house of our God.
[15] They shall still increase in a fruitful old age: and shall be well treated,
[16] that they may shew, That the Lord our God is righteous, and there is no iniquity in him.
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