though the wicked spring up as the grass, and all the evildoers flourish, they will be destroyed forever.
But you, LORD, are on high forever more.
For behold, your enemies, LORD, for behold, your enemies shall perish.
All the evildoers will be scattered.
But you have exalted my horn like that of the wild ox.
I am anointed with fresh oil.
My eye has also seen my enemies.
My ears have heard of the wicked enemies who rise up against me.
The righteous shall flourish like the palm tree.
He will grow like a cedar in Lebanon.