Psalms 92:7-12

92:7 When the wicked sprout up like grass,

and all the evildoers glisten,

it is so that they may be annihilated.

92:8 But you, O Lord, reign forever!

92:9 Indeed, look at your enemies, O Lord!

Indeed, look at how your enemies perish!

All the evildoers are scattered!

92:10 You exalt my horn like that of a wild ox.

I am covered with fresh oil.

92:11 I gloat in triumph over those who tried to ambush me;

I hear the defeated cries of the evil foes who attacked me.

92:12 The godly grow like a palm tree;

they grow high like a cedar in Lebanon.