Psalm 92
A Psalm. A Song for the Sabbath.
It is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord, and to sing praises unto your Name, O Most High,
To tell of your loving-kindness early in the morning, and of your faithfulness in the night season,
Upon an instrument of ten strings and upon the lute, with the sound of melody upon the harp.
For you, Lord, have made me glad by your deeds, and I will shout for joy because of your handiwork.
O Lord, how glorious are your works; your thoughts are very deep.
The dull of heart does not consider this, and a fool does not understand it:
Though the ungodly are as green as the grass, and though all the workers of wickedness flourish, they shall be destroyed for ever; but you, Lord, are the Most High for evermore.
For lo, your enemies, O Lord, lo, your enemies shall perish, and all the workers of wickedness shall be destroyed.
But my horn shall be exalted like the horns of wild bulls; for I am anointed with fresh oil.
My eye also shall see its desire upon my enemies, and my ear shall hear with joy the end of the wicked who rise up against me.
The righteous shall flourish like a palm tree, and shall spread abroad like a cedar in Lebanon.
Those who are planted in the house of the Lord shall flourish in the courts of our God.
They also shall bring forth fruit in their old age, and shall be green and full of sap,
That they may show how upright the Lord is, my rock, in whom there is no unrighteousness.
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