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PSA 92:1–92:15 ©

Psalm 92

A song for the sabbath. To be accompanied.

92It is a joy to give thanks to the Eternal,

to sing thy praise, O thou Most High,

2to proclaim thy goodness in the morning

and thy faithfulness at night,

3to the sound of a ten-stringed lute,

to the sweet music of the lyre;

4thy doings have made me glad, O thou Eternal,

I sing for joy at all that thou hast done.


5How great are thy deeds, O Eternal,

how deep are thy designs!

6The dull man does not see,

the senseless does not understand,

7that when bad men thrive like grass,

and evildoers flourish,

it is only to be rooted up for ever,

8while thou art supreme ever, O Eternal.


9Yonder are thy foes, O thou Eternal,

yonder are thy foes, destroyed!–

all evildoers scattered!

10But thou dost raise me high to honour,

thou dost revive my failing strength;

11I feast mine eyes on my defeated foes,

I hear with joy my enemies’ doom.


12But good men flourish like a palm,

and grow like cedars on Lebânon;

13planted inside the Eternal’s precincts,

they flourish in the courts of our God,

14still bearing fruit when they are old,

still fresh and green–

15showing how just the Eternal is,

my Strength who never errs.

PSA 92:1–92:15 ©

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