7 that though the wicked sprout like grassand all evildoers flourish,they are doomed to destruction forever;
8 but you, O Lord, are on high forever.
9 For behold, your enemies, O Lord,for behold, your enemies shall perish;all evildoers shall be scattered.
10 But you have exalted my horn like that of the wild ox;you have poured over me fresh oil.
11 My eyes have seen the downfall of my enemies;my ears have heard the doom of my evil assailants.
12 The righteous flourish like the palm treeand grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
13 They are planted in the house of the Lord;they flourish in the courts of our God.