< Psalms 92 >

1 A Canticle Psalm. On the day of the Sabbath. It is good to confess to the Lord and to sing psalms to your name, O Most High:
A psalm, a song for the Sabbath day. It is a good thing to give thanks to Yahweh and to sing praises to your name, Most High,
2 to announce your mercy in the morning, and your truth throughout the night,
to proclaim your covenant faithfulness in the morning and your truthfulness every night,
3 upon the ten strings, upon the psaltery, with a canticle, upon stringed instruments.
with a harp of ten strings and with the melody of the lyre.
4 For you, O Lord, have delighted me with your doings, and I will exult in the works of your hands.
For you, Yahweh, have made me glad through your deeds. I will sing for joy because of the deeds of your hands.
5 How great are your works, O Lord! Your thoughts have been made exceedingly deep.
How great are your deeds, Yahweh! Your thoughts are very deep.
6 A foolish man will not know these things, and a senseless one will not understand:
A brutish person does not know, nor does a fool understand this:
7 when sinners will have risen up like grass, and when all those who work iniquity will have appeared, that they shall pass away, age after age.
When the wicked sprout like the grass, and even when all the evildoers thrive, still they are doomed to eternal destruction.
8 But you, O Lord, are the Most High for all eternity.
But you, Yahweh, will reign forever.
9 For behold your enemies, O Lord, for behold your enemies will perish, and all those who work iniquity will be dispersed.
Indeed, look at your enemies, Yahweh! Indeed, look at your enemies. They will perish! All those who do evil will be scattered.
10 And my horn will be exalted like that of the single-horned beast, and my old age will be exalted in fruitful mercy.
You have lifted up my horn like the horn of the wild ox; I am anointed with fresh oil.
11 And my eye has looked down upon my enemies, and my ear will hear of the malignant rising up against me.
My eyes have seen the downfall of my enemies; my ears have heard of the doom of my evil foes.
12 The just one will flourish like the palm tree. He will be multiplied like the cedar of Lebanon.
The righteous will flourish like the palm tree; they will grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
13 Those planted in the house of the Lord will flourish in the courts of the house of our God.
They are planted in the house of Yahweh; they flourish in the courts of our God.
14 They will still be multiplied in a fruitful old age, and they will endure well,
They bear fruit even when they are old; they stay fresh and green,
15 so that they may announce that the Lord our God is righteous and that there is no iniquity in him.
to proclaim that Yahweh is just. He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.

< Psalms 92 >