Praise to the Lord for His Love and Faithfulness

A Psalm. A Song for the Sabbath day.

92 It is (A)good to give thanks to the Lord,
And to sing praises to Your name, O Most High;
To (B)declare Your lovingkindness in the morning,
And Your faithfulness every night,
(C)On an instrument of ten strings,
On the lute,
And on the harp,
With harmonious sound.
For You, Lord, have made me glad through Your work;
I will triumph in the works of Your hands.

(D)O Lord, how great are Your works!
(E)Your thoughts are very deep.
(F)A senseless man does not know,
Nor does a fool understand this.
When (G)the wicked [a]spring up like grass,
And when all the workers of iniquity flourish,
It is that they may be destroyed forever.

(H)But You, Lord, are on high forevermore.
For behold, Your enemies, O Lord,
For behold, Your enemies shall perish;
All the workers of iniquity shall (I)be scattered.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 92:7 sprout

92 מִזְמ֥וֹר שִׁ֗יר לְי֣וֹם הַשַּׁבָּֽת׃

ט֗וֹב לְהֹד֥וֹת לַיהוָ֑ה וּלְזַמֵּ֖ר לְשִׁמְךָ֣ עֶלְיֽוֹן׃

לְהַגִּ֣יד בַּבֹּ֣קֶר חַסְֽדֶּ֑ךָ וֶ֝אֱמֽוּנָתְךָ֗ בַּלֵּילֽוֹת׃

עֲ‍ֽלֵי־עָ֭שׂוֹר וַעֲלֵי־נָ֑בֶל עֲלֵ֖י הִגָּי֣וֹן בְּכִנּֽוֹר׃

כִּ֤י שִׂמַּחְתַּ֣נִי יְהוָ֣ה בְּפָעֳלֶ֑ךָ בְּֽמַעֲשֵׂ֖י יָדֶ֣יךָ אֲרַנֵּֽן׃

מַה־גָּדְל֣וּ מַעֲשֶׂ֣יךָ יְהוָ֑ה מְ֝אֹ֗ד עָמְק֥וּ מַחְשְׁבֹתֶֽיךָ׃

אִֽישׁ־בַּ֭עַר לֹ֣א יֵדָ֑ע וּ֝כְסִ֗יל לֹא־יָבִ֥ין אֶת־זֹֽאת׃

בִּפְרֹ֤חַ רְשָׁעִ֨ים׀ כְּמ֥וֹ עֵ֗שֶׂב וַ֭יָּצִיצוּ כָּל־פֹּ֣עֲלֵי אָ֑וֶן לְהִשָּֽׁמְדָ֥ם עֲדֵי־עַֽד׃

וְאַתָּ֥ה מָר֗וֹם לְעֹלָ֥ם יְהוָֽה׃

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Praise for the Lords Goodness.

A Psalm, a Song for the Sabbath day.

92 It is (A)good to give thanks to the Lord
And to (B)sing praises to Your name, Most High;
To (C)declare Your goodness in the morning
And Your (D)faithfulness by [a]night,
[b]With the (E)ten-stringed lute and [c]with the (F)harp,
[d]With resounding music on the (G)lyre.
For You, Lord, have made me joyful by [e]what You (H)have done,
I will (I)sing for joy over the (J)works of Your hands.

How (K)great are Your works, Lord!
Your [f](L)thoughts are very (M)deep.
A (N)stupid person has no knowledge,
Nor does a (O)foolish person understand this:
When the wicked (P)sprouted up like grass
And all (Q)who did injustice flourished,
It was only that they might be (R)destroyed forevermore.
But You, Lord, are (S)on high forever.
For, behold, Your enemies, Lord,
For, behold, (T)Your enemies will perish;
All who do injustice will be (U)scattered.

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Footnotes

  1. Psalm 92:2 Lit nights
  2. Psalm 92:3 Lit Upon
  3. Psalm 92:3 Lit Upon
  4. Psalm 92:3 Lit Upon
  5. Psalm 92:4 Lit Your working
  6. Psalm 92:5 Or purposes