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Psalm 92

A psalm. A song for the Sabbath day.

92 It is good to give thanks to the Lord,
    to sing praises to your name, Most High;
    to proclaim your loyal love in the morning,
        your faithfulness at nighttime
    with the ten-stringed harp,
        with the melody of the lyre
    because you’ve made me happy, Lord,
    by your acts.
    I sing with joy because of your handiwork.
How awesome are your works, Lord!
    Your thoughts are so deep!
Ignorant people don’t know—
    fools don’t understand this:
    though the wicked spring up like grass
    and all evildoers seem to blossom,
    they do so only to be destroyed forever.
But you, Lord, are exalted forever!

Look at your enemies, Lord!
    Look at how your enemies die,
    how all evildoers are scattered abroad!
10 But you’ve made me as strong as a wild ox.
    I’m soaked in precious ointment.
11 My eyes have seen my enemies’ defeat;
    my ears have heard the downfall of my evil foes.

12 The righteous will spring up like a palm tree.
    They will grow strong like a cedar of Lebanon.
13 Those who have been replanted in the Lord’s house
    will spring up in the courtyards of our God.
14 They will bear fruit even when old and gray;
    they will remain lush and fresh 15 in order to proclaim:
        “The Lord is righteous.
        He’s my rock.
        There’s nothing unrighteous in him.”

Thanksgiving for God’s Goodness

A psalm. A song for the Sabbath day.

92 It is good to praise you, Lord,
    to sing praises to God Most High.
It is good to tell of your love in the morning
    and of your loyalty at night.
It is good to praise you with the ten-stringed lyre
    and with the soft-sounding harp.

Lord, you have made me happy by what you have done;
    I will sing for joy about what your hands have done.
Lord, you have done such great things!
    How deep are your thoughts!
Stupid people don’t know these things,
    and fools don’t understand.
Wicked people grow like the grass.
    Evil people seem to do well,
    but they will be destroyed forever.
But, Lord, you will be honored forever.

Lord, surely your enemies,
    surely your enemies will be destroyed,
    and all who do evil will be scattered.
10 But you have made me as strong as an ox.
    You have poured fine oils on me.
11 When I looked, I saw my enemies;
    I heard the cries of those who are against me.

12 But good people will grow like palm trees;
    they will be tall like the cedars of Lebanon.
13 Like trees planted in the Temple of the Lord,
    they will grow strong in the courtyards of our God.
14 When they are old, they will still produce fruit;
    they will be healthy and fresh.
15 They will say that the Lord is good.
    He is my Rock, and there is no wrong in him.