1-3. What a beautiful thing, God, to give thanks,to sing an anthem to you, the High God!To announce your love each daybreak,sing your faithful presence all through the night,Accompanied by dulcimer and harp,the full-bodied music of strings.
10-14. But you’ve made me strong as a charging bison,you’ve honored me with a festive parade.The sight of my critics going down is still fresh,the rout of my malicious detractors.My ears are filled with the sounds of promise:“Good people will prosper like palm trees,Grow tall like Lebanon cedars;transplanted to God’s courtyard,They’ll grow tall in the presence of God,lithe and green, virile still in old age.”
15. Such witnesses to upright God!My Mountain, my huge, holy Mountain!