A psalm; a song for the Sabbath day.
92:1 It is fitting 2 to thank the Lord,
and to sing praises to your name, O sovereign One! 3
92:2 It is fitting 4 to proclaim your loyal love in the morning,
and your faithfulness during the night,
92:3 to the accompaniment of a ten-stringed instrument and a lyre,
to the accompaniment of the meditative tone of the harp.
92:4 For you, O Lord, have made me happy by your work.
I will sing for joy because of what you have done. 5
92:5 How great are your works, O Lord!
Your plans are very intricate! 6
92:6 The spiritually insensitive do not recognize this;
the fool does not understand this. 7
92:7 When the wicked sprout up like grass,
and all the evildoers glisten, 8
it is so that they may be annihilated. 9
92:8 But you, O Lord, reign 10 forever!
92:9 Indeed, 11 look at your enemies, O Lord!
Indeed, 12 look at how your enemies perish!
All the evildoers are scattered!
92:10 You exalt my horn like that of a wild ox. 13
I am covered 14 with fresh oil.
92:11 I gloat in triumph over those who tried to ambush me; 15
I hear the defeated cries of the evil foes who attacked me. 16
92:12 The godly 17 grow like a palm tree;
they grow high like a cedar in Lebanon. 18