2 To declare in the morning Thy kindness, And Thy faithfulness in the nights.
3 On ten strings and on psaltery, On higgaion, with harp.
4 For Thou hast caused me to rejoice, O Jehovah, in Thy work, Concerning the works of Thy hands I sing.
5 How great have been Thy works, O Jehovah, Very deep have been Thy thoughts.
6 A brutish man doth not know, And a fool understandeth not this; --
7 When the wicked flourish as a herb, And blossom do all workers of iniquity -- For their being destroyed for ever and ever!
8 And Thou [art] high to the age, O Jehovah.
