4. For thou, Lord, by thy mighty workshast made my heart right glad;And I will triumph in the workswhich by thine hands were made.
5. How great, Lord, are thy works! each thoughtof thine a deep it is:
6. A brutish man it knoweth not;fools understand not this.
7. When those that lewd and wicked arespring quickly up like grass,And workers of iniquitydo flourish all apace;It is that they for ever maydestroyed be and slain;
8. But thou, O Lord, art the most High,for ever to remain.
9. For, lo, thine enemies, O Lord,thine en'mies perish shall;The workers of iniquityshall be dispersed all.
10. But thou shalt, like unto the hornof th' unicorn, exaltMy horn on high: thou with fresh oilanoint me also shalt.