TEHILLIM 92

A psalm, a song for the Shabbath day.

1 It is good to give thanks to 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄,
And to sing praises to Your Name,
O Most High;

2 To declare Your kindness in the morning,
And Your trustworthiness each night,

3 On ten strings, and on the harp,
To the sounding chords of the lyre.

4 For You have made me rejoice with Your work, O 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄,
I shout for joy at the works of Your hands.

5 O 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄, how great are Your works!
Your thoughts are very deep!

6 A senseless man does not know,
And a fool does not understand this.

7 When the wicked spring up like grass,
And all the workers of wickedness blossom,
It is for them to be destroyed forever.

8 But You, 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄, are on high forever.

9 For look, Your enemies, O 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄, For look,
Your enemies do perish;
All the workers of wickedness are scattered.

10 But You lift up my horn like a wild ox;
I have been anointed with fresh oil.

11 And my eye looks upon my enemies;
My ears hear the evil-doers
Who rise up against me.

12 The righteous one flourishes like a palm tree,
He grows like a cedar in Leḇanon.

13 Those who are planted in the House of 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄
Flourish in the courts of our Elohim.

14 They still bear fruit in old age;
They are fresh and green,

15 To declare that 𐤉𐤄𐤅𐤄 is straight,
My rock, and in Him is no unrighteousness.