Chapter 92

A Psalm. A song for the Sabbath day.

¹It is a good thing to give thanks to Yahweh,

To sing praises to your name, Most High;

²To proclaim your loving kindness in the morning,

And your faithfulness every night,

³With the ten-stringed lute, with the harp,

And with the melody of the lyre.

⁴For you, Yahweh, have made me glad through your work.

I will triumph in the works of your hands.

⁵How great are your works, Yahweh!

Your thoughts are very deep.

⁶A senseless man doesn’t know,

Neither does a fool understand this:

⁷Though the wicked spring up as the grass,

And all the evil-doers flourish,

They will be destroyed forever.

⁸But you, Yahweh, are on high forevermore.

⁹For, behold, your enemies, Yahweh,

For, behold, your enemies shall perish.

All the evil-doers will be scattered.

¹⁰But you have exalted my horn like that of the wild ox.

I am anointed with fresh oil.

¹¹My eye has also seen my enemies.

My ears have heard of the wicked enemies who rise up against me.

¹²The righteous shall flourish like the palm tree.

He will grow like a cedar in Lebanon.

¹³They are planted in Yahweh’s house.

They will flourish in our God’s courts.

¹⁴They will still bring forth fruit in old age.

They will be full of sap and green,

¹⁵To show that Yahweh is upright.

He is my rock,

And there is no unrighteousness in him.