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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The insensitive cannot know, nor can a fool understand,

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.

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

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

But you are exalted forever.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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