A Psalm, a Song, for the Sabbath day.

92 It is good to give thanks unto Jehovah, and to sing psalms unto thy name, O Most High;

² To declare thy loving-kindness in the morning, and thy faithfulness in the nights,

³ Upon an instrument of ten strings and upon the lute; upon the Higgaion with the harp.

⁴ For thou, Jehovah, hast made me glad through thy work; I will triumph in the works of thy hands.

⁵ Jehovah, how great are thy works! Thy thoughts are very deep:

⁶ A brutish man knoweth not, neither doth a fool understand it.

⁷ When the wicked spring as the grass, and when all the workers of iniquity flourish, it is that they may be destroyed for ever.

⁸ And thou, Jehovah, art on high for evermore.

⁹ For lo, thine enemies, O Jehovah, for lo, thine enemies shall perish; all the workers of iniquity shall be scattered.

¹⁰ But my horn shalt thou exalt like a buffalo's: I shall be anointed with fresh oil.

¹¹ And mine eye shall see [its desire] on mine enemies; mine ears shall hear [it] of the evil-doers that rise up against me.

¹² The righteous shall shoot forth like a palm-tree; he shall grow like a cedar on Lebanon.

¹³ Those that are planted in the house of Jehovah shall flourish in the courts of our God:

¹⁴ They are still vigorous in old age, they are full of sap and green;

¹⁵ To shew that Jehovah is upright: [he is] my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.