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Psalm 92 | English Standard Version
How Great Are Your Works
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A Psalm. A Song for the Sabbath. It is good to give thanks to the Lord, to sing praises to your name, O Most High;
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to declare your steadfast love in the morning, and your faithfulness by night,
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to the music of the lute and the harp, to the melody of the lyre.
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For you, O Lord, have made me glad by your work; at the works of your hands I sing for joy.
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How great are your works, O Lord! Your thoughts are very deep!
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The stupid man cannot know; the fool cannot understand this:
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that though the wicked sprout like grass and all evildoers flourish, they are doomed to destruction forever;
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but you, O Lord, are on high forever.
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For behold, your enemies, O Lord, for behold, your enemies shall perish; all evildoers shall be scattered.
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But you have exalted my horn like that of the wild ox; you have poured over me* fresh oil.
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My eyes have seen the downfall of my enemies; my ears have heard the doom of my evil assailants.
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The righteous flourish like the palm tree and grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
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They are planted in the house of the Lord; they flourish in the courts of our God.
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They still bear fruit in old age; they are ever full of sap and green,
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to declare that the Lord is upright; he is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.

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