צַדִיק כַּתָמָר יִפְרָח כְּאֶרֶז בַּלְּבָנוֹן יִשׂגֶּה שְׁתוּלִים בְּבֵית יְיָ בְּחַצְרוֹת אֶלֹהֵינוּ יַפְרִיחוּ עוֹד יְנוּבוּן בְּשֵׂיבָה דְּשֵׁנִים וְרַעַנַנִּים יִהְיוּ לְהַגִּיד כִּי יָשָׁר יְיָ צוּרִי וְלֹא עַוְלָתָה בּוֹ The just will blossom like the date palm They will stand tall like the cedar of Lebanon Rooted in Your chosen House They will flourish in the courts of our God Even in old age they will be bear fruit Still they will be fresh and full of sap To bear witness that Adonai is fair That there is no injustice in God's way