﻿Psalms.
Chapter 92.
A Psalm. A song for the Sabbath day. 
It is good to praise the LORD, and to sing praises to your name, O Most High, 
to proclaim your loving devotion in the morning and your faithfulness at night 
with the ten-stringed harp and the melody of the lyre. 
For you, O LORD, have made me glad by your deeds; I sing for joy at the works of your hands. 
How great are your works, O LORD, how deep are your thoughts! 
A senseless man does not know, and a fool does not understand, 
that though the wicked sprout like grass, and all evildoers flourish, they will be forever destroyed. 
But you, O LORD, are exalted forever! 
For surely your enemies, O LORD, surely your enemies will perish; all evildoers will be scattered. 
But you have exalted my horn like that of a wild ox; with fine oil I have been anointed. 
My eyes see the downfall of my enemies; my ears hear evildoers when they rise against me. 
The righteous will flourish like a palm tree, and grow like a cedar in Lebanon. 
Planted in the house of the LORD, they will flourish in the courts of our God. 
In old age they will still bear fruit; healthy and green they will remain, 
to proclaim, “The LORD is upright; he is my Rock, and in him there is no unrighteousness.” 
