Psalms 92

1 A Melody, a Song, For the Sabbath-day. It is good to give thanks to Yahweh, And to sing praises unto thy Name, O Most High;

A psalm of a canticle on the sabbath day. It is good to give praise to the Lord: and to sing to thy name, O most High.

2 To declare, in the morning, thy lovingkindness, And thy faithfulness at night;

To shew forth thy mercy in the morning, and thy truth in the night:

3 Upon an instrument of ten strings, and upon a harp, With resounding music on the lyre.

Upon an instrument of ten strings, upon the psaltery: with a canticle upon the harp.

4 For thou hast made me glad, O Yahweh, in thy doing, In the works of thy hands, will I shout for joy.

For thou hast given me, O Lord, a delight in thy doings: and in the works of thy hands I shall rejoice.

5 How great have grown thy works, Yahweh, [How] very deep are laid thy plans!

O Lord, how great are thy works! thy thoughts are exceeding deep.

6 A man that is brutish, cannot know, And, a dullard, cannot discern this: —

The senseless man shall not know: nor will the fool understand these things.

7 When the lawless do thrive like grass, And all the workers of iniquity have blossomed, It is that they may be destroyed for ever.

When the wicked shall spring up as grass: and all the workers of iniquity shall appear: That they may perish for ever and ever:

8 But, thou, shalt be on high age-abidingly, O Yahweh.

But thou, O Lord, art most high for evermore.

9 For lo! thine enemies, Yahweh, For lo! thine enemies, shall perish, They shall be scattered—all the workers of iniquity;

For behold thy enemies, O Lord, for behold thy enemies shall perish: and all the workers of iniquity shall be scattered.

10 But thou wilt exalt, as [those of] the buffalo, my horn, I have been anointed, with fresh oil.

But my horn shall be exalted like that of the unicorn: and my old age in plentiful mercy.

11 So hath mine eye descried them who were lying in wait for me, —Of my wicked assailants, mine ears, shall hear.

My eye also hath looked down upon my enemies: and my ear shall hear of the downfall of the malignant that rise up against me.

12 The righteous, like the palm-tree, shall thrive, Like the cedar in Lebanon, shall he grow;

The just shall flourish like the palm tree: he shall grow up like the cedar of Libanus.

13 They who are planted in the house of Yahweh, In the courts of our God, shall flourish;

They that are planted in the house of the Lord shall flourish in the courts of the house of our God.

14 Still shall they bear fruit in old age, Vigorous and fresh, shall they be:

They shall still increase in a fruitful old age: and shall be well treated,

15 To declare that upright is Yahweh, My Rock, and no perversity in him.

That they may shew, That the Lord our God is righteous, and there is no iniquity in him.