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 the wailing of my wicked foes. 
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.” 
