How great are your works!
							
																								
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									A PSALM. A SONG FOR THE SABBATH DAY. [It is] good to give thanks to YHWH, || And to sing praises to Your Name, O Most High,
								
							 
																								
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									To declare Your kindness in the morning, || And Your faithfulness in the nights.
								
							 
																								
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									On ten strings and on stringed instrument, || On higgaion, with harp.
								
							 
																								
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									For You have caused me to rejoice, O YHWH, in Your work, || I sing concerning the works of Your hands.
								
							 
																								
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									How great Your works have been, O YHWH, || Your thoughts have been very deep.
								
							 
																								
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									A brutish man does not know, || And a fool does not understand this—
								
							 
																								
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									When the wicked flourish as an herb, || And all workers of iniquity blossom—For their being destroyed forever and ever!
								
							 
																								
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									And You [are] high for all time, O YHWH.
								
							 
																								
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									For behold, Your enemies, O YHWH, || For behold, Your enemies perish, || All workers of iniquity separate themselves.
								
							 
																								
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									And You exalt my horn as a wild ox, || I have been anointed with fresh oil.
								
							 
																								
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									And my eye looks on my enemies, || Of those rising up against me, || The evildoers, my ears hear.
								
							 
																								
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									The righteous flourish as a palm-tree, || He grows as a cedar in Lebanon.
								
							 
																								
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									Those planted in the house of YHWH, || In the courts of our God, flourish.
								
							 
																								
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									Still they bring forth in old age, || They are fat and flourishing,
								
							 
																								
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									To declare that YHWH my Rock [is] upright, || And there is no perverseness in Him!
								
							 
																						
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