Psalms 92

1 A PSALM. A SONG FOR THE SABBATH DAY. [It is] good to give thanks to YHWH, And to sing praises to Your Name, O Most High,

ψαλμὸς ᾠδῆς εἰς τὴν ἡμέραν τοῦ σαββάτου ἀγαθὸν τὸ ἐξομολογεῖσθαι τῷ κυρίῳ καὶ ψάλλειν τῷ ὀνόματί σου ὕψιστε

2 To declare Your kindness in the morning, And Your faithfulness in the nights.

τοῦ ἀναγγέλλειν τὸ πρωὶ τὸ ἔλεός σου καὶ τὴν ἀλήθειάν σου κατὰ νύκτα

3 On ten strings and on stringed instrument, On (higgaion) with harp.

ἐν δεκαχόρδῳ ψαλτηρίῳ μετ’ ᾠδῆς ἐν κιθάρᾳ

4 For You have caused me to rejoice, O YHWH, in Your work, I sing concerning the works of Your hands.

ὅτι εὔφρανάς με κύριε ἐν τῷ ποιήματί σου καὶ ἐν τοῖς ἔργοις τῶν χειρῶν σου ἀγαλλιάσομαι

5 How great Your works have been, O YHWH, Your thoughts have been very deep.

ὡς ἐμεγαλύνθη τὰ ἔργα σου κύριε σφόδρα ἐβαθύνθησαν οἱ διαλογισμοί σου

6 A brutish man does not know, And a fool does not understand this—

ἀνὴρ ἄφρων οὐ γνώσεται καὶ ἀσύνετος οὐ συνήσει ταῦτα

7 When the wicked flourish as an herb, And all workers of iniquity blossom—For their being destroyed forever and ever!

ἐν τῷ ἀνατεῖλαι τοὺς ἁμαρτωλοὺς ὡς χόρτον καὶ διέκυψαν πάντες οἱ ἐργαζόμενοι τὴν ἀνομίαν ὅπως ἂν ἐξολεθρευθῶσιν εἰς τὸν αἰῶνα τοῦ αἰῶνος

8 And You [are] high for all time, O YHWH.

σὺ δὲ ὕψιστος εἰς τὸν αἰῶνα κύριε

9 For behold, Your enemies, O YHWH, For behold, Your enemies perish, All workers of iniquity separate themselves.

ὅτι ἰδοὺ οἱ ἐχθροί σου ἀπολοῦνται καὶ διασκορπισθήσονται πάντες οἱ ἐργαζόμενοι τὴν ἀνομίαν

10 And You exalt my horn as a wild ox, I have been anointed with fresh oil.

καὶ ὑψωθήσεται ὡς μονοκέρωτος τὸ κέρας μου καὶ τὸ γῆράς μου ἐν ἐλαίῳ πίονι

11 And my eye looks on my enemies, Of those rising up against me, The evildoers, my ears hear.

καὶ ἐπεῖδεν ὁ ὀφθαλμός μου ἐν τοῖς ἐχθροῖς μου καὶ ἐν τοῖς ἐπανιστανομένοις ἐπ’ ἐμὲ πονηρευομένοις ἀκούσεται τὸ οὖς μου

12 The righteous flourish as a palm-tree, He grows as a cedar in Lebanon.

δίκαιος ὡς φοῖνιξ ἀνθήσει ὡσεὶ κέδρος ἡ ἐν τῷ Λιβάνῳ πληθυνθήσεται

13 Those planted in the house of YHWH, In the courts of our God, flourish.

πεφυτευμένοι ἐν τῷ οἴκῳ κυρίου ἐν ταῖς αὐλαῖς τοῦ θεοῦ ἡμῶν ἐξανθήσουσιν

14 Still they bring forth in old age, They are fat and flourishing,

ἔτι πληθυνθήσονται ἐν γήρει πίονι καὶ εὐπαθοῦντες ἔσονται

15 To declare that YHWH my Rock [is] upright, And there is no perverseness in Him!

τοῦ ἀναγγεῖλαι ὅτι εὐθὴς κύριος ὁ θεός μου καὶ οὐκ ἔστιν ἀδικία ἐν αὐτῷ