7. When the wicked spring up like grass,And when all the workers of iniquity flourish,It is that they may be destroyed forever.
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.