1 A Psalm. A Song for the Sabbath.
2 \92:1\It is a good thing to give praise to the Lord, and to make melody to your name, O Most High;
3 \92:2\To make clear your mercy in the morning, and your unchanging faith every night;
4 \92:3\On a ten-corded instrument, and on an instrument of music with a quiet sound.
5 \92:4\For you, O Lord, have made me glad through your work; I will have joy in the works of your hands.
6 \92:5\O Lord, how great are your works! and your thoughts are very deep.
7 \92:6\A man without sense has no knowledge of this; and a foolish man may not take it in.
8 \92:7\When the sinners come up like the grass, and all the workers of evil do well for themselves, it is so that their end may be eternal destruction.
9 \92:8\But you, O Lord, are on high for ever.
10 \92:9\For see! your haters, O Lord, will be put to death; all the workers of evil will be put to flight;
11 \92:10\But my horn is lifted up like the horn of the ox: the best oil is flowing on my head.
12 \92:11\My eyes have seen trouble come on my haters; my ears have news of the fate of the evil-doers who have come up against me.
13 \92:12\The good man will be like a tall tree in his strength; his growth will be as the wide-stretching trees of Lebanon.
14 \92:13\Those who are planted in the house of the Lord will come up tall and strong in his gardens.
15 \92:14\They will give fruit even when they are old; they will be fertile and full of growth;
16 \92:15\For a sign that the Lord is upright; he is my Rock, there is no deceit in him.
1 It is a good thing to give thanks unto Jehovah,
And to sing praises unto thy name, O Most High;
2 To show forth thy lovingkindness in the morning,
And thy faithfulness every night,
3 With an instrument of ten strings, and with the psaltery;
With a solemn sound upon the harp.
4 For thou, Jehovah, hast made me glad through thy work:
I will triumph in the works of thy hands.
5 How great are thy works, O Jehovah!
Thy thoughts are very deep.
6 A brutish man knoweth not;
Neither doth a fool understand this:
7 When the wicked spring as the grass,
And when all the workers of iniquity do flourish;
It is that they shall be destroyed for ever.
8 But thou, O 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 hast thou exalted like the horn of the wild-ox:
I am anointed with fresh oil.
11 Mine eye also hath seen my desire on mine enemies,
Mine ears have heard my desire of the evil-doers that rise up against me.
12 The righteous shall flourish like the palm-tree:
He shall grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
13 They are planted in the house of Jehovah;
They shall flourish in the courts of our God.
14 They shall still bring forth fruit in old age;
They shall be full of sap and green:
15 To show that Jehovah is upright;
He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.