Psalms

Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.

For thou art the glory of their strength: and in thy favour our horn shall be exalted.

For he shall be as a tree planted by the waters, and that spreadeth out her roots by the river, and shall not see when heat cometh, but her leaf shall be green; and shall not be careful in the year of drought, neither shall cease from yielding fruit.

Thou lovest righteousness, and hatest wickedness: therefore God, thy God, hath anointed thee with the oil of gladness above thy fellows.