3with voice and a ten-stringed harp, with music that throbs on the lyre.
4For you make me glad by your deeds, Lord, at the work of your hands I will ring out my joy.
5How great are your works, O Lord; how deep are your thoughts!
6The insensitive cannot know, nor can a fool understand,
7that, though the wicked flourish like grass, and evil-doers all blossom, they will perish forever.
8But you are exalted forever.
9For see! Your enemies, Lord For see! Your enemies perish, all evil-doers are scattered.
Psalms 92
Psalms 92:3-9