The righteous flourish like the palm tree,
and grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
They are planted in the house of the LORD;
they flourish in the courts of our God.
In old age they still produce fruit;
they are always green and full of sap,
showing that the LORD is upright;
he is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.
(Psalm 92:12–15, NRSV)
We aren’t done yet. We are still producing fruit. The sap still rises. We can still represent the Lord as he is, upright and righteous.
And he is still our rock. I hold to him.