Ψαλμοί 92
1 ψαλμὸς ᾠδῆς εἰς τὴν ἡμέραν τοῦ σαββάτου ἀγαθὸν τὸ ἐξομολογεῖσθαι τῷ κυρίῳ καὶ ψάλλειν τῷ ὀνόματί σου ὕψιστε
A Psalm. — A Song for the sabbath-day. Good to give thanks to Jehovah, And to sing praises to Thy name, O Most High,
2 τοῦ ἀναγγέλλειν τὸ πρωὶ τὸ ἔλεός σου καὶ τὴν ἀλήθειάν σου κατὰ νύκτα
To declare in the morning Thy kindness, And Thy faithfulness in the nights.
3 ἐν δεκαχόρδῳ ψαλτηρίῳ μετ’ ᾠδῆς ἐν κιθάρᾳ
On ten strings and on psaltery, On (higgaion) with harp.
4 ὅτι εὔφρανάς με κύριε ἐν τῷ ποιήματί σου καὶ ἐν τοῖς ἔργοις τῶν χειρῶν σου ἀγαλλιάσομαι
For Thou hast caused me to rejoice, O Jehovah, in Thy work, Concerning the works of Thy hands I sing.
5 ὡς ἐμεγαλύνθη τὰ ἔργα σου κύριε σφόδρα ἐβαθύνθησαν οἱ διαλογισμοί σου
How great have been Thy works, O Jehovah, Very deep have been Thy thoughts.
6 ἀνὴρ ἄφρων οὐ γνώσεται καὶ ἀσύνετος οὐ συνήσει ταῦτα
A brutish man doth not know, And a fool understandeth not this; —
7 ἐν τῷ ἀνατεῖλαι τοὺς ἁμαρτωλοὺς ὡς χόρτον καὶ διέκυψαν πάντες οἱ ἐργαζόμενοι τὴν ἀνομίαν ὅπως ἂν ἐξολεθρευθῶσιν εἰς τὸν αἰῶνα τοῦ αἰῶνος
When the wicked flourish as a herb, And blossom do all workers of iniquity — For their being destroyed for ever and ever!
8 σὺ δὲ ὕψιστος εἰς τὸν αἰῶνα κύριε
And Thou [art] high to the age, O Jehovah.
9 ὅτι ἰδοὺ οἱ ἐχθροί σου ἀπολοῦνται καὶ διασκορπισθήσονται πάντες οἱ ἐργαζόμενοι τὴν ἀνομίαν
For, lo, Thine enemies, O Jehovah, For, lo, Thine enemies, do perish, Separate themselves do all workers of iniquity.
10 καὶ ὑψωθήσεται ὡς μονοκέρωτος τὸ κέρας μου καὶ τὸ γῆράς μου ἐν ἐλαίῳ πίονι
And Thou exaltest as a reem my horn, I have been anointed with fresh oil.
11 καὶ ἐπεῖδεν ὁ ὀφθαλμός μου ἐν τοῖς ἐχθροῖς μου καὶ ἐν τοῖς ἐπανιστανομένοις ἐπ’ ἐμὲ πονηρευομένοις ἀκούσεται τὸ οὖς μου
And mine eye looketh on mine enemies, Of those rising up against me, The evil doers, do mine ears hear.
12 δίκαιος ὡς φοῖνιξ ἀνθήσει ὡσεὶ κέδρος ἡ ἐν τῷ Λιβάνῳ πληθυνθήσεται
The righteous as a palm-tree flourisheth, As a cedar in Lebanon he groweth.
13 πεφυτευμένοι ἐν τῷ οἴκῳ κυρίου ἐν ταῖς αὐλαῖς τοῦ θεοῦ ἡμῶν ἐξανθήσουσιν
Those planted in the house of Jehovah, In the courts of our God do flourish.
14 ἔτι πληθυνθήσονται ἐν γήρει πίονι καὶ εὐπαθοῦντες ἔσονται
Still they bring forth in old age, Fat and flourishing are they,
15 τοῦ ἀναγγεῖλαι ὅτι εὐθὴς κύριος ὁ θεός μου καὶ οὐκ ἔστιν ἀδικία ἐν αὐτῷ
To declare that upright [is] Jehovah my rock, And there is no perverseness in Him!
