1LORD, it is good to praise you. Most High God, it is good to make music to honour you.2It is good to sing every morning about your love. It is good to sing every night about how faithful you are.3I sing about it to the music of the lyre that has ten strings. I sing about it to the music of the harp.4LORD, you make me glad by your deeds. I sing for joy about what you have done.5LORD, how great are the things you do! How wise your thoughts are!6Here is something that people without sense don’t know. Here is what foolish people don’t understand.7Those who are evil spring up like grass. Those who do wrong succeed. But they will be destroyed for ever.8But LORD, you are honoured for ever.9LORD, your enemies will certainly die. All those who do evil will be scattered.10You have made me as strong as a wild ox. You have poured the finest olive oil on me.11I’ve seen my evil enemies destroyed. I’ve heard that they have lost the battle.12Those who do what is right will grow like a palm tree. They will grow strong like a cedar tree in Lebanon.13Their roots will be firm in the house of the LORD. They will grow strong and healthy in the courtyards of our God.14When they get old, they will still bear fruit. Like young trees they will stay fresh and strong.15They will say to everyone, ‘The LORD is honest. He is my Rock, and there is no evil in him.’
Psalm 92
English Standard Version
How Great Are Your Works
1A Psalm. A Song for the Sabbath. It is good to give thanks to the Lord, to sing praises to your name, O Most High; (Ge 14:19; Ps 71:22; Ps 147:1)2to declare your steadfast love in the morning, and your faithfulness by night, (Ps 36:5; Ps 119:147)3to the music of the lute and the harp, to the melody of the lyre. (Ps 33:2)4For you, O Lord, have made me glad by your work; at the works of your hands I sing for joy. (Ps 8:6; Ps 90:16)5How great are your works, O Lord! Your thoughts are very deep! (Ps 36:6; Ps 40:5; Ps 111:2; Ps 139:17; Ro 11:33; Re 15:3)6The stupid man cannot know; the fool cannot understand this:7that though the wicked sprout like grass and all evildoers flourish, they are doomed to destruction forever; (Job 21:7; Ps 94:4; Ps 125:5)8but you, O Lord, are on high forever. (Ps 93:4)9For behold, your enemies, O Lord, for behold, your enemies shall perish; all evildoers shall be scattered. (Ps 68:1)10But you have exalted my horn like that of the wild ox; you have poured over me[1] fresh oil. (Nu 23:22; 1Sa 2:1; Ps 23:5; Ps 75:10)11My eyes have seen the downfall of my enemies; my ears have heard the doom of my evil assailants. (Ps 37:34; Ps 54:7)12The righteous flourish like the palm tree and grow like a cedar in Lebanon. (Nu 24:6; Ps 1:3; Ps 52:8; Ps 72:7; Pr 11:28; Isa 61:3; Ho 14:5)13They are planted in the house of the Lord; they flourish in the courts of our God. (Ps 100:4; Ps 116:19; Ps 135:2)14They still bear fruit in old age; they are ever full of sap and green,15to declare that the Lord is upright; he is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him. (Job 34:10; Ps 18:2; Ps 58:11)