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A Psalm. A song for the Sabbath day.

92 It is a good thing to give thanks to Yahweh,
    to sing praises to your name, Most High,
to proclaim your loving kindness in the morning,
    and your faithfulness every night,
with the ten-stringed lute, with the harp,
    and with the melody of the lyre.
For you, Yahweh, have made me glad through your work.
    I will triumph in the works of your hands.
How great are your works, Yahweh!
    Your thoughts are very deep.
A senseless man doesn’t know,
    neither does a fool understand this:
though the wicked spring up as the grass,
    and all the evildoers flourish,
    they will be destroyed forever.
But you, Yahweh, are on high forever more.
For, behold, your enemies, Yahweh,
    for, behold, your enemies shall perish.
    All the evildoers will be scattered.
10 But you have exalted my horn like that of the wild ox.
    I am anointed with fresh oil.
11 My eye has also seen my enemies.
    My ears have heard of the wicked enemies who rise up against me.
12 The righteous shall flourish like the palm tree.
    He will grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
13 They are planted in Yahweh’s house.
    They will flourish in our God’s courts.
14 They will still produce fruit in old age.
    They will be full of sap and green,
15     to show that Yahweh is upright.
He is my rock,
    and there is no unrighteousness in him.

Psalm 92

Thanksgiving for Vindication

A Psalm. A Song for the Sabbath Day.

It is good to give thanks to the Lord,
    to sing praises to your name, O Most High,(A)
to declare your steadfast love in the morning
    and your faithfulness by night,(B)
to the music of the lute and the harp,
    to the melody of the lyre.(C)
For you, O Lord, have made me glad by your work;
    at the works of your hands I sing for joy.

How great are your works, O Lord!
    Your thoughts are very deep!(D)
The dullard cannot know;
    the stupid cannot understand this:
though the wicked sprout like grass
    and all evildoers flourish,
they are doomed to destruction forever,(E)
    but you, O Lord, are on high forever.(F)
For your enemies, O Lord,
    for your enemies shall perish;
    all evildoers shall be scattered.(G)

10 But you have exalted my horn like that of the wild ox;
    you have anointed me with fresh oil.
11 My eyes have seen the downfall of my enemies;
    my ears have heard the doom of my evil assailants.(H)

12 The righteous flourish like the palm tree
    and grow like a cedar in Lebanon.(I)
13 They are planted in the house of the Lord;
    they flourish in the courts of our God.
14 In old age they still produce fruit;
    they are always green and full of sap,(J)
15 showing that the Lord is upright;
    he is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.(K)