Psalm 92:1-15

A psalm. A song. For the Sabbath day.

^(1) It is good to praise the Lord
and make music to your name, O Most High,
^(2) proclaiming your love in the morning
and your faithfulness at night,
^(3) to the music of the ten-stringed lyre
and the melody of the harp.

^(4) For you make me glad by your deeds, Lord;
I sing for joy at what your hands have done.
^(5) How great are your works, Lord,
how profound your thoughts!
^(6) Senseless people do not know,
fools do not understand,
^(7) that though the wicked spring up like grass
and all evildoers flourish,
they will be destroyed forever.

^(8) But you, Lord, are forever exalted.

^(9) For surely your enemies, Lord,
surely your enemies will perish;
all evildoers will be scattered.
^(10) You have exalted my horn^([)^(b)^(]) like that of a wild ox;
fine oils have been poured on me.
^(11) My eyes have seen the defeat of my adversaries;
my ears have heard the rout of my wicked foes.

^(12) The righteous will flourish like a palm tree,
they will grow like a cedar of Lebanon;
^(13) planted in the house of the Lord,
they will flourish in the courts of our God.
^(14) They will still bear fruit in old age,
they will stay fresh and green,
^(15) proclaiming, “The Lord is upright;
he is my Rock, and there is no wickedness in him.