8 But You, Lord, are on high forevermore.
9 For behold, Your enemies, O Lord,For behold, Your enemies shall perish;All the workers of iniquity shall be scattered.
10 But my horn You have exalted like a wild ox;I have been anointed with fresh oil.
11 My eye also has seen my desire on my enemies;My ears hear my desire on the wickedWho rise up against me.
12 The righteous shall flourish like a palm tree,He shall grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
13 Those who are planted in the house of the LordShall flourish in the courts of our God.
14 They shall still bear fruit in old age;They shall be fresh and flourishing,