Psalm 92: Bonum est confiteri

It is a good thing to give thanks to the LORD, *

and to sing praises to your Name, O Most High;

To tell of your loving-kindness early in the morning *

and of your faithfulness in the night season;

On the psaltery, and on the lyre, *

and to the melody of the harp.

For you have made me glad by your acts, O LORD; *

and I shout for joy because of the works of your hands.

LORD, how great are your works! *

your thoughts are very deep.

The dullard does not know,

nor does the fool understand, *

that though the wicked grow like weeds,

and all the workers of iniquity flourish,

They flourish only to be destroyed for ever; *

but you, O LORD, are exalted for evermore.

For lo, your enemies, O LORD,

lo, your enemies shall perish, *

and all the workers of iniquity shall be scattered.

But my horn you have exalted like the horns of wild bulls; *

I am anointed with fresh oil.

My eyes also gloat over my enemies, *

and my ears rejoice to hear the doom of the wicked who rise up against me.

The righteous shall flourish like a palm tree, *

and shall spread abroad like a cedar of Lebanon.

Those who are planted in the house of the LORD *

shall flourish in the courts of our God;

They shall still bear fruit in old age; *

they shall be green and succulent;

That they may show how upright the LORD is, *

my Rock, in whom there is no fault.