Psalms 92

1 A psalm. A song; for the sabbath day. It is good to give thanks to the Lord, to sing praise to your name, O Most High,

“A psalm for the Sabbath-day.” It is a good thing to give thanks to the LORD, And to sing praises to thy name, O Most High!

2 to declare your love in the morning, and your faithfulness in the night,

To show forth thy loving-kindness in the morning, And thy faithfulness every night,

3 with voice and a ten-stringed harp, with music that throbs on the lyre.

Upon the ten-stringed instrument and the lute, Upon the harp with a solemn sound.

4 For you make me glad by your deeds, Lord, at the work of your hands I will ring out my joy.

For thou, LORD, hast made me glad by thy doings; In the works of thy hands I greatly rejoice!

5 How great are your works, O Lord; how deep are your thoughts!

How great are thy works, O LORD! How deep thy purposes!

6 The insensitive cannot know, nor can a fool understand,

But the unwise man knoweth not this, And the fool understandeth it not.

7 that, though the wicked flourish like grass, and evildoers all blossom, they will perish forever.

When the wicked spring up like grass, And all who practise iniquity flourish, It is but to be destroyed for ever!

8 But you are exalted forever.

Thou, O LORD! art for ever exalted!

9 For see! Your enemies, Lord For see! Your enemies perish, all evildoers are scattered.

For, lo! thine enemies, O LORD! For, lo! thine enemies perish, And dispersed are all who do iniquity!

10 But you lift me to honour, and anoint me afresh with oil.

But my horn thou exaltest like the buffalo's; I am anointed with fresh oil.

11 My eyes will feast on my foes, and my ears will hear of the doom of the wicked.

Mine eye hath gazed with joy upon mine enemies; Mine ears have heard with joy of my wicked adversaries.

12 The righteous will sprout like the palm, will grow like a cedar of Lebanon.

The righteous shall flourish like the palm-tree; They shall grow up like the cedars of Lebanon;

13 In the house of the Lord are they planted, in the courts of our God they will sprout.

Planted in the house of the LORD, They shall flourish in the courts of our God.

14 They will still bear fruit in old age, all sappy and fresh will they be

Even in old age they bring forth fruit; They are green, and full of sap;

15 So they proclaim the Lord to be just, my rock, in whom is no wrong.

To show that the LORD, my rock, is upright, That there is no unrighteousness in him.