Psalm 91–93

Psalm 91

¹He that dwelleth in the secret place of the Most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. ²I say of Jehovah, My refuge and my fortress; my God, I will confide in him. ³Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the destructive pestilence. ⁴He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou find refuge: his truth is a shield and buckler. ⁵Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night, for the arrow that flieth by day, ⁶For the pestilence that walketh in darkness, for the destruction that wasteth at noonday. ⁷A thousand shall fall at thy side, and ten thousand at thy right hand; but it shall not come nigh thee. ⁸Only with thine eyes shalt thou behold, and see the reward of the wicked.

⁹Because thou hast made Jehovah, my refuge, the Most High, thy dwelling-place, ¹⁰There shall no evil befall thee, neither shall any plague come nigh thy tent. ¹¹For he shall give his angels charge concerning thee, to keep thee in all thy ways: ¹²They shall bear thee up in their hands, lest thou dash thy foot against a stone. ¹³Thou shalt tread upon the lion and the adder; the young lion and the dragon shalt thou trample under foot. ¹⁴Because he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I deliver him; I will set him on high, because he hath known my name. ¹⁵He shall call upon me, and I will answer him; I will be with him in trouble, I will deliver him and honour him. ¹⁶With length of days will I satisfy him, and shew him my salvation.

Psalm 92

A Psalm, a Song, for the Sabbath day.

It is good to give thanks unto Jehovah, and to sing psalms unto thy name, O Most High; To declare thy loving-kindness in the morning, and thy faithfulness in the nights, Upon an instrument of ten strings and upon the lute; upon the Higgaion with the harp. For thou, Jehovah, hast made me glad through thy work; I will triumph in the works of thy hands. Jehovah, how great are thy works! Thy thoughts are very deep: A brutish man knoweth not, neither doth a fool understand it.

⁷When the wicked spring as the grass, and when all the workers of iniquity flourish, it is that they may be destroyed for ever. ⁸And thou, Jehovah, art on high for evermore. ⁹For lo, thine enemies, O Jehovah, for lo, thine enemies shall perish; all the workers of iniquity shall be scattered. ¹⁰But my horn shalt thou exalt like a buffalo’s: I shall be anointed with fresh oil. ¹¹And mine eye shall see its desire on mine enemies; mine ears shall hear it of the evil-doers that rise up against me. ¹²The righteous shall shoot forth like a palm-tree; he shall grow like a cedar on Lebanon. ¹³Those that are planted in the house of Jehovah shall flourish in the courts of our God: ¹⁴They are still vigorous in old age, they are full of sap and green; ¹⁵To shew that Jehovah is upright: he is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.

Psalm 93

¹Jehovah reigneth, he hath clothed himself with majesty: Jehovah hath clothed himself, he hath girded himself with strength; yea, the world is established, it shall not be moved. ²Thy throne is established of old; thou art from eternity. ³The floods lifted up, O Jehovah, the floods lifted up their voice; the floods lifted up their roaring waves. ⁴Jehovah on high is mightier than the voices of many waters, than the mighty breakers of the sea. ⁵Thy testimonies are very sure: holiness becometh thy house, O Jehovah, for ever.