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Psalm 92

Hebrew Names Version HNV

1 <<A Psalm. A song for the day of Shabbat.>> It is a good thing to give thanks to the LORD, To sing praises to your name, Elyon;

2 To proclaim your lovingkindness in the morning, And your faithfulness every night,

3 With the ten-stringed lute, with the harp, And with the melody of the lyre.

4 For you, LORD, have made me glad through your work. I will triumph in the works of your hands.

5 How great are your works, LORD! Your thoughts are very deep.

6 A senseless man doesn't know, Neither does a fool understand this:

7 Though the wicked spring up as the grass, And all the evil-doers flourish, They will be destroyed forever.

8 But you, LORD, are on high forevermore.

9 For, behold, your enemies, LORD, For, behold, your enemies shall perish. All the evil-doers will be scattered.

10 But you have exalted my horn like that of the wild ox. I am anointed with fresh oil.

11 My eye has also seen my enemies, My ears have heard of the evil-doers who rise up against me.

12 The righteous shall flourish like the palm tree. He will grow like a cedar in Levanon.

13 They are planted in the LORD's house. They will flourish in our God's courts.

14 They will still bring forth fruit in old age. They will be full of sap and green,

15 To show that the LORD is upright. He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.

The Message Bible MSG

1 What a beautiful thing, God, to give thanks, to sing an anthem to you, the High God!

2 To announce your love each daybreak, sing your faithful presence all through the night,

3 Accompanied by dulcimer and harp, the full-bodied music of strings.

4 You made me so happy, God. I saw your work and I shouted for joy.

5 How magnificent your work, God! How profound your thoughts!

6 Dullards never notice what you do; fools never do get it.

7 When the wicked popped up like weeds and all the evil men and women took over, You mowed them down, finished them off once and for all.

8 You, God, are High and Eternal.

9 Look at your enemies, God! Look at your enemies - ruined! Scattered to the winds, all those hirelings of evil!

10 But you've made me strong as a charging bison, you've honored me with a festive parade.

11 The sight of my critics going down is still fresh, the rout of my malicious detractors. My ears are filled with the sounds of promise:

12 "Good people will prosper like palm trees, Grow tall like Lebanon cedars;

13 transplanted to God's courtyard, They'll grow tall in the presence of God,

14 lithe and green, virile still in old age."

15 Such witnesses to upright God! My Mountain, my huge, holy Mountain!