Psalms 92
1 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,
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,
2 to proclaim your covenant faithfulness in the morning and your truthfulness every night,
To declare Your kindness in the morning, And Your faithfulness in the nights.
3 with a harp of ten strings and with the melody of the lyre.
On ten strings and on stringed instrument, On (higgaion) with harp.
4 For you, Yahweh, have made me glad through your deeds. I will sing for joy because of the deeds of your hands.
For You have caused me to rejoice, O YHWH, in Your work, I sing concerning the works of Your hands.
5 How great are your deeds, Yahweh! Your thoughts are very deep.
How great Your works have been, O YHWH, Your thoughts have been very deep.
6 A brutish person does not know, nor does a fool understand this:
A brutish man does not know, And a fool does not understand this—
7 When the wicked sprout like the grass, and even when all the evildoers thrive, still they are doomed to eternal destruction.
When the wicked flourish as an herb, And all workers of iniquity blossom—For their being destroyed forever and ever!
8 But you, Yahweh, will reign forever.
And You [are] high for all time, O YHWH.
9 Indeed, look at your enemies, Yahweh! Indeed, look at your enemies. They will perish! All those who do evil will be scattered.
For behold, Your enemies, O YHWH, For behold, Your enemies perish, All workers of iniquity separate themselves.
10 You have lifted up my horn like the horn of the wild ox; I am anointed with fresh oil.
And You exalt my horn as a wild ox, I have been anointed with fresh oil.
11 My eyes have seen the downfall of my enemies; my ears have heard of the doom of my evil foes.
And my eye looks on my enemies, Of those rising up against me, The evildoers, my ears hear.
12 The righteous will flourish like the palm tree; they will grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
The righteous flourish as a palm-tree, He grows as a cedar in Lebanon.
13 They are planted in the house of Yahweh; they flourish in the courts of our God.
Those planted in the house of YHWH, In the courts of our God, flourish.
14 They bear fruit even when they are old; they stay fresh and green,
Still they bring forth in old age, They are fat and flourishing,
15 to proclaim that Yahweh is just. He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.
To declare that YHWH my Rock [is] upright, And there is no perverseness in Him!
