Psalm 92

New Coverdale Version

It is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord, * and to sing praises unto your Name, O Most High,

To tell of your loving-kindness early in the morning, * and of your faithfulness in the night season,

Upon an instrument of ten strings and upon the lute, * with the sound of melody upon the harp.

For you, Lord, have made me glad by your deeds, * and I will shout for joy because of your handiwork.

O Lord, how glorious are your works; * your thoughts are very deep.

The dull of heart does not consider this, * and a fool does not understand it:

Though the ungodly are as green as the grass, and though all the workers of wickedness flourish, * they shall be destroyed for ever; but you, Lord, are the Most High for evermore.

For lo, your enemies, O Lord, lo, your enemies shall perish, * and all the workers of wickedness shall be destroyed.

But my horn shall be exalted like the horns of wild bulls; * for I am anointed with fresh oil.

My eye also shall see its desire upon my enemies, * and my ear shall hear with joy the end of the wicked who rise up against me.

The righteous shall flourish like a palm tree, * and shall spread abroad like a cedar in Lebanon.

Those who are planted in the house of the Lord * shall flourish in the courts of our God.

They also shall bring forth fruit in their old age, * and shall be green and full of sap,

That they may show how upright the Lord is, * my rock, in whom there is no unrighteousness.