Psalms 92

¹A psalm. A song. For the Sabbath day. It is good to give thanks to Yahweh, and to sing praise concerning your name, O Most High; ²to declare in the morning your loyal love and your faithfulness in the night, ³on the ten string, and on the harp, with a melody on the lyre. ⁴For you, O Yahweh, have made me glad by your work; by the deeds of your hands I sing for joy. ⁵How great are your deeds, O Yahweh; how very deep are your thoughts. ⁶The brutish man does not know, and the fool cannot understand this. ⁷When the wicked flourish like grass and all the workers of evil blossom, it is so they can be destroyed forever. ⁸But you are on high forever, O Yahweh. ⁹For behold, your enemies, O Yahweh, for behold, your enemies will perish. All the workers of evil will be scattered. ¹⁰But you have exalted my horn like that of a wild ox; you have anointed me with fresh oil. ¹¹And so my eye looks on my enemies. My ears hear those evildoers who rise up against me. ¹²The righteous will flourish like the date palm. They will grow like a cedar in Lebanon. ¹³Planted in the house of Yahweh, they will flourish in the courts of our God. ¹⁴They will still prosper in old age. They will be fat and luxuriant, ¹⁵to declare that Yahweh is upright. He is my rock, and there is no injustice in him.