4 For thou, Jehovah, hast made me glad through thy work: I will triumph in the works of thy hands.
5 How great are thy works, O Jehovah! Thy thoughts are very deep.
6 A brutish man knoweth not; Neither doth a fool understand this:
7 When the wicked spring as the grass, And when all the workers of iniquity do flourish; It is that they shall be destroyed for ever.
8 But thou, O Jehovah, art on high for evermore.
9 For, lo, thine enemies, O Jehovah, For, lo, thine enemies shall perish; All the workers of iniquity shall be scattered.
10 But my horn hast thou exalted like [the horn of] the wild-ox: I am anointed with fresh oil.
