Book of Psalms, No. 92
No. 92 of the Psalms
to sing praises to thy name, O Most High;
and thy faithfulness by night,
to the melody of the lyre.
at the works of thy hands I sing for joy.
Thy thoughts are very deep!
the stupid cannot understand this:
and all evildoers flourish,
they are doomed to destruction for ever,
for lo, thy enemies shall perish;
all evildoers shall be scattered.
thou hast poured over me[a] fresh oil.
my ears have heard the doom of my evil assailants.
and grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
they flourish in the courts of our God.
they are ever full of sap and green,
he is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.FOOTNOTES
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