1A Sabbath song What a beautiful thing, God, to give thanks, to sing an anthem to you, the High God!
2To announce your love each daybreak, sing your faithful presence all through the night,
3Accompanied by dulcimer and harp, the full-bodied music of strings.
4You made me so happy, God. I saw your work and I shouted for joy.
5How magnificent your work, God! How profound your thoughts!
6Dullards never notice what you do; fools never do get it.
7When the wicked popped up like weeds and all the evil men and women took over, You mowed them down, finished them off once and for all.
8You, God, are High and Eternal.
9Look at your enemies, God! Look at your enemies—ruined! Scattered to the winds, all those hirelings of evil!
10But you've made me strong as a charging bison, you've honored me with a festive parade.
11The sight of my critics going down is still fresh, the rout of my malicious detractors. My ears are filled with the sounds of promise:
12"Good people will prosper like palm trees, Grow tall like Lebanon cedars;
13transplanted to God's courtyard, They'll grow tall in the presence of God,
14lithe and green, virile still in old age."
15Such witnesses to upright God! My Mountain, my huge, holy Mountain!