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to the music of the ten-stringed lyre and the melody of the harp.
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For you make me glad by your deeds, LORD; I sing for joy at what your hands have done.
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How great are your works, LORD, how profound your thoughts!
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Senseless people do not know, fools do not understand,
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that though the wicked spring up like grass and all evildoers flourish, they will be destroyed forever.
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But you, LORD, are forever exalted.
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For surely your enemies, LORD, surely your enemies will perish; all evildoers will be scattered.
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You have exalted my horn like that of a wild ox; fine oils have been poured on me.
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My eyes have seen the defeat of my adversaries; my ears have heard the rout of my wicked foes.
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The righteous will flourish like a palm tree, they will grow like a cedar of Lebanon;
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planted in the house of the LORD, they will flourish in the courts of our God.