Psalm 92

A psalm. A song. For the Sabbath day.

¹It is good to praise the Lord

and make music to your name, O Most High,

²proclaiming your love in the morning

and your faithfulness at night,

³to the music of the ten-stringed lyre

and the melody of the harp.

⁴For you make me glad by your deeds, Lord;

I sing for joy at what your hands have done.

⁵How great are your works, Lord,

how profound your thoughts!

⁶Senseless people do not know,

fools do not understand,

⁷that though the wicked spring up like grass

and all evildoers flourish,

they will be destroyed forever.

⁸But you, Lord, are forever exalted.

⁹For surely your enemies, Lord,

surely your enemies will perish;

all evildoers will be scattered.

¹⁰You have exalted my horn like that of a wild ox;

fine oils have been poured on me.

¹¹My eyes have seen the defeat of my adversaries;

my ears have heard the rout of my wicked foes.

¹²The righteous will flourish like a palm tree,

they will grow like a cedar of Lebanon;

¹³planted in the house of the Lord,

they will flourish in the courts of our God.

¹⁴They will still bear fruit in old age,

they will stay fresh and green,

¹⁵proclaiming, “The Lord is upright;

he is my Rock, and there is no wickedness in him.”