American Standard Version

Psalms 92

A Psalm, a Song for the sabbath day.

1Itisagood thingtogive thanks unto Jehovah,Andtosingpraisesunto thy name, O Most High;

2Toshow forth thy lovingkindnessinthemorning,Andthy faithfulness every night,

3Withan instrumentoften strings,andwiththepsaltery;Withasolemn sound upontheharp.

4Forthou, Jehovah, hast mademegladthroughthy work:Iwill triumphintheworksofthy hands.

5HowgreatarethyworksH4639,OJehovah! Thy thoughtsareverydeep.

6Abrutish man knoweth not; Neither dothafool understandthis:

7Whenthewicked springasthegrass,Andwhenalltheworkersofiniquity do flourish;Itisthattheyshallbedestroyedforever.

8Butthou, O Jehovah, artonhighforevermore.

9For, lo, thine enemies,OJehovah,For, lo, thine enemiesshallperish;Alltheworkersofiniquityshallbescattered.

10Butmyhorn hast thou exaltedlikethehornofthewild-ox:Iamanointedwithfresh oil.

11Mine eye also hath seenmydesireonmine enemies, Mine ears have heardmydesireoftheevil-doers thatriseH7311upagainstme.

12Therighteous shall flourishlikethepalm-tree:Heshall growlikeacedarinLebanon.

13Theyareplantedinthe houseofJehovah; They shallflourishinthe courtsofour God.

14Theyshallstill bring forth fruitinold age;Theyshallbefullofsapandgreen:

15ToshowthatJehovahisיִהְיֽוּ׃yih.YuH1961upright; HeisH1961myrock,andthereisH1961no unrighteousnessinhim.

American Standard Version — 1901 — Public Domain