Chapter 92
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(A Psalm. A song for the Sabbath day.) It is a good thing to give thanks to Yahweh, to sing praises to your name, Most High;
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to proclaim your loving kindness in the morning, and your faithfulness every night,
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with the ten-stringed lute, with the harp, and with the melody of the lyre.
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For you, Yahweh, have made me glad through your work. I will triumph in the works of your hands.
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How great are your works, Yahweh! Your thoughts are very deep.
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A senseless woman doesn't know, neither does a fool understand this:
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though the wicked spring up as the grass, and all the evil-doers flourish, they will be destroyed forever.
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But you, Yahweh, are on high forevermore.
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For, behold, your enemies, Yahweh, for, behold, your enemies shall perish. All the evil-doers will be scattered.
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But you have exalted my horn like that of the wild ox. I am anointed with fresh oil.
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My eye has also seen my enemies. My ears have heard of the wicked enemies who rise up against me.
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The righteous shall flourish like the palm tree. She will grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
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They are planted in Yahweh's house. They will flourish in our God's courts.
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They will still bring forth fruit in old age. They will be full of sap and green,
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to show that Yahweh is upright. She is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in her.