< Psalmorum 92 >

1 Psalmus cantici, in die sabbati. Bonum est confiteri Domino, et psallere nomini tuo, Altissime:
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 ad annuntiandum mane misericordiam tuam, et veritatem tuam per noctem,
To declare in the morning Thy kindness, And Thy faithfulness in the nights.
3 in decachordo, psalterio; cum cantico, in cithara.
On ten strings and on psaltery, On (higgaion) with harp.
4 Quia delectasti me, Domine, in factura tua; et in operibus manuum tuarum exsultabo.
For Thou hast caused me to rejoice, O Jehovah, in Thy work, Concerning the works of Thy hands I sing.
5 Quam magnificata sunt opera tua, Domine! nimis profundæ factæ sunt cogitationes tuæ.
How great have been Thy works, O Jehovah, Very deep have been Thy thoughts.
6 Vir insipiens non cognoscet, et stultus non intelliget hæc.
A brutish man doth not know, And a fool understandeth not this; —
7 Cum exorti fuerint peccatores sicut fœnum, et apparuerint omnes qui operantur iniquitatem, ut intereant in sæculum sæculi:
When the wicked flourish as a herb, And blossom do all workers of iniquity — For their being destroyed for ever and ever!
8 tu autem Altissimus in æternum, Domine.
And Thou [art] high to the age, O Jehovah.
9 Quoniam ecce inimici tui, Domine, quoniam ecce inimici tui peribunt; et dispergentur omnes qui operantur iniquitatem.
For, lo, Thine enemies, O Jehovah, For, lo, Thine enemies, do perish, Separate themselves do all workers of iniquity.
10 Et exaltabitur sicut unicornis cornu meum, et senectus mea in misericordia uberi.
And Thou exaltest as a reem my horn, I have been anointed with fresh oil.
11 Et despexit oculus meus inimicos meos, et in insurgentibus in me malignantibus audiet auris mea.
And mine eye looketh on mine enemies, Of those rising up against me, The evil doers, do mine ears hear.
12 Justus ut palma florebit; sicut cedrus Libani multiplicabitur.
The righteous as a palm-tree flourisheth, As a cedar in Lebanon he groweth.
13 Plantati in domo Domini, in atriis domus Dei nostri florebunt.
Those planted in the house of Jehovah, In the courts of our God do flourish.
14 Adhuc multiplicabuntur in senecta uberi, et bene patientes erunt:
Still they bring forth in old age, Fat and flourishing are they,
15 ut annuntient quoniam rectus Dominus Deus noster, et non est iniquitas in eo.
To declare that upright [is] Jehovah my rock, And there is no perverseness in Him!

< Psalmorum 92 >