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92:1 A Psalm. A Song for the Sabbath day. It is good to give thanks to Yahweh And to sing praises to Your name, O Most High;
92:2 To declare Your lovingkindness in the morning And Your faithfulness by night,
92:3 With the ten‑stringed lute and with the harp, With resounding music upon the lyre.
92:4 For You, O Yahweh, have made me glad by what You have done, I will sing for joy at the works of Your hands.
92:5 How great are Your works, O Yahweh! Your thoughts are very deep.
92:6 A senseless man does not know, And a fool does not understand this:
92:7 That when the wicked flourished like grass And all the workers of iniquity blossomed, It was only that they might be destroyed forevermore.
92:8 But You are on high forever, O Yahweh.
92:9 For, behold, Your enemies, O Yahweh, For, behold, Your enemies will perish; All the workers of iniquity will be scattered.
92:10 But You have raised up my horn like that of the wild ox; I have been anointed with fresh oil.
92:11 And my eye has looked exultantly upon my foes, My ears hear of the evildoers who rise up against me.
92:12 The righteous man will flourish like the palm tree, He will grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
92:13 Planted in the house of Yahweh, They will flourish in the courts of our God.
92:14 They will still yield fruit in old age; They shall be rich and fresh,
92:15 To declare that Yahweh is upright; He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in Him.