Psalm 92

How Great Are Your Works

92A Psalm. A Song for the Sabbath.

^1fIt is good to give thanks to the Lord,

to sing praises to your name, ^gO Most High;

²to declare your ^hsteadfast love in ⁱthe morning,

and your ^hfaithfulness by ⁱnight,

³to the music of ^jthe lute and ^jthe harp,

to the melody of ^jthe lyre.

⁴For you, O Lord, have made me glad by your ^kwork;

at ^lthe works of your hands I sing for joy.

⁵How ^mgreat are your works, O Lord!

Your ⁿthoughts are very ^odeep!

⁶The stupid man cannot know;

the fool cannot understand this:

⁷that though ^pthe wicked sprout like grass

and all ^qevildoers flourish,

they are doomed to destruction forever;

⁸but you, O Lord, are ^ron high forever.

⁹For behold, your enemies, O Lord,

for behold, your enemies shall perish;

all evildoers shall be ^sscattered.

¹⁰But you have exalted my ^thorn like that of ^uthe wild ox;

you have ^vpoured over me¹ fresh oil.

¹¹My ^weyes have seen the downfall of my enemies;

my ears have heard the doom of my evil assailants.

^12xThe righteous flourish like the palm tree

and grow like a cedar in Lebanon.

¹³They are planted in the house of the Lord;

they flourish in ^ythe courts of our God.

¹⁴They still bear fruit in old age;

they are ever full of sap and green,

^15zto declare that the Lord is upright;

he is my ^arock, and there is ^bno unrighteousness in him.