A melody. A song for the Sabbath day.
92 It is good to give thanks to Jahvah
And to sing praises to your name, O Most High,
2 To declare your loyal love in the morning
And your faithfulness during the nights,
3 Accompanied by a ten-stringed instrument and a lute,
By the melodious sound of a harp.
4 For you have made me rejoice, O Jahvah, because of your deeds;
Because of the works of your hands I shout joyfully.
5 How great your works are, O Jahvah!
How very deep your thoughts are!
6 No unreasoning man can know them;
And no foolish person can understand this:
7 When the wicked sprout like weeds
And all the wrongdoers flourish,
It is that they may be annihilated forever.
8 But you are exalted forever, O Jahvah.
9 Indeed, look in triumph on your enemies, O Jahvah,
Look at how your enemies will perish;
All the wrongdoers will be scattered.
10 But you will exalt my strength like that of a wild bull;
I will moisten my skin with fresh oil.
11 My eyes will look in triumph on my foes;
My ears will hear about the downfall of the evil men who attack me.
12 But the righteous will flourish like a palm tree
And grow big like a cedar in Lebʹa·non.
13 They are planted in the house of Jahvah;
They flourish in the courtyards of our Al'hym.
14 Even in old age they will still be thriving;
They will remain vigorous and fresh,
15 Declaring that Jahvah is upright.
He is my Rock, in whom there is no unrighteousness.