1En sang til sabbatten.2Det er godt at takke dig, Herre, at lovsynge den almægtige Gud,3at mindes din nåde hver morgen, at takke dig for din trofasthed hver aften,4at prise dig til harpeklang, til toner fra lut og lyre.5Jeg fryder mig over dine undere, glæder mig over dine gerninger.6Du gør utrolige ting, Herre, dine tanker er ufattelige.7Der er noget, som tåber ikke kan begribe, en sandhed, de uvidende ikke kan forstå:8Selv om de gudløse ser ud til at klare sig godt, bliver de til sidst udslettet for evigt.9Men du, Herre, har magten i al evighed,10du nedkæmper alle dine fjender. De gudløse vil gå til grunde, de onde vil blive gjort til intet.11Du har givet mig styrke som vildoksen, din støtte giver mig glæde og fremgang.12Jeg har set mine fjender falde, hørt om mine angriberes nederlag.13De retskafne trives som mægtige palmer, vokser sig store som Libanons cedre.14De er plantet i Herrens Hus, dér trives de under hans pleje.15Selv i alderdommen bærer de frugt, de bevarer deres friskhed og livskraft.16De vidner om Herrens beskyttelse, han er helt igennem god og retfærdig.
Salme 92
King James Version
1A Psalm or Song for the sabbath day. It is a good thing to give thanks unto the LORD, and to sing praises unto thy name, O most High:2To shew forth thy lovingkindness in the morning, and thy faithfulness every night,3Upon an instrument of ten strings, and upon the psaltery; upon the harp with a solemn sound.4For thou, LORD, hast made me glad through thy work: I will triumph in the works of thy hands.5O LORD, how great are thy works! and thy thoughts are very deep.6A brutish man knoweth not; neither doth a fool understand this.7When the wicked spring as the grass, and when all the workers of iniquity do flourish; it is that they shall be destroyed for ever:8But thou, LORD, art most high for evermore.9For, lo, thine enemies, O LORD, for, lo, thine enemies shall perish; all the workers of iniquity shall be scattered.10But my horn shalt thou exalt like the horn of an unicorn: I shall be anointed with fresh oil.11Mine eye also shall see my desire on mine enemies, and mine ears shall hear my desire of the wicked that rise up against me.12The righteous shall flourish like the palm tree: he shall grow like a cedar in Lebanon.13Those that be planted in the house of the LORD shall flourish in the courts of our God.14They shall still bring forth fruit in old age; they shall be fat and flourishing;15To shew that the LORD is upright: he is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.