47 lines
1.5 KiB
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47 lines
1.5 KiB
Markdown
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## How Great Are Your Works, O Yahweh
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###### 1
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It is good to give thanks to Yahweh And to sing praises to Your name, O Most High;
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###### 2
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To declare Your lovingkindness in the morning And Your faithfulness by night,
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###### 3
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With the ten-stringed lute and with the harp, With resounding music upon the lyre.
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###### 4
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For You, O Yahweh, have made me glad by what You have done, I will sing for joy at the works of Your hands.
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###### 5
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How great are Your works, O Yahweh! Your thoughts are very deep.
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###### 6
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A senseless man does not know, And a fool does not understand this:
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###### 7
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That when the wicked flourished like grass And all _the_ workers of iniquity blossomed, It _was only_ that they might be destroyed forevermore.
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###### 8
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But You are on high forever, O Yahweh.
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###### 9
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For, behold, Your enemies, O Yahweh, For, behold, Your enemies will perish; All _the_ workers of iniquity will be scattered.
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###### 10
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But You have raised up my horn like _that of_ the wild ox; I have been anointed with fresh oil.
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And my eye has looked _exultantly_ upon my foes, My ears hear of the evildoers who rise up against me.
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###### 12
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The righteous man will flourish like the palm tree, He will grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
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###### 13
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Planted in the house of Yahweh, They will flourish in the courts of our God.
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###### 14
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They will still yield fruit in old age; They shall be rich and fresh,
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###### 15
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To declare that Yahweh is upright; _He is_ my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in Him.
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