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Psalms 92

92
A Song of Praise
A song for the day of worship # 92 Ancient Jewish tradition holds that Adam composed this psalm on the first Sabbath of creation, and it was to be sung by the Levites on the Sabbath in the temple.
1It’s so enjoyable to come before you
with uncontainable praises spilling from our hearts!
How we love to sing our praises over and over to you,
to the matchless God, high and exalted over all!
2At each and every sunrise we will be thanking you
for your kindness and your love.
As the sun sets and all through the night,
we will keep proclaiming, “You are so faithful!”
3Melodies of praise will fill the air as every musical instrument, # 92:3 Or “a ten-stringed harp and lyre.”
joined with every heart, overflows with worship.
4No wonder I’m so glad; I can’t keep it in!
Lord, I’m shouting with glee over all you’ve done,
for all you’ve done for me:
5what mighty miracles and your power at work—just to name a few!
Depths of purpose and layers of meaning
saturate everything you do.
6Such amazing mysteries are found within every miracle
that nearly everyone seems to miss.
Those with no discernment can never really discover
the deep and glorious secrets hidden in your ways.
7It’s true the wicked flourish, but only for a moment;
they foolishly forget their destiny with death,
that they will all one day be destroyed forevermore.
8But you, O Lord, are exalted forever
in the highest place of endless glory,
9while your opponents, the workers of wickedness,
will all perish, forever separated from you.
10Your anointing has made me strong and mighty.
You’ve empowered my life for triumph # 92:10 The Septuagint reads “I will raise my horn high like a rhinoceros [Hb. translated as “wild ox”], and in my old age I will still have plenty of oil [anointing].”
by pouring fresh oil over me.
11You’ve said that those lying in wait to pounce on me
would be defeated,
and now it’s happened right in front of my eyes,
and I’ve heard their cries of surrender!
12Yes! Look how you’ve made all your devoted lovers
to flourish like palm trees,
each one growing in victory, standing with strength! # 92:12 Or “growing high like a cedar in Lebanon.” God makes us immortal and immovable.
13You’ve transplanted them into your heavenly courtyard,
where they are thriving before you,
14for in your presence they will still overflow and be anointed.
Even in their old age they will stay fresh,
bearing luscious fruit and abiding faithfully.
15Listen to them! With pleasure they still proclaim:
“You’re so good! You’re my beautiful strength!
You’ve never made a mistake with me.” # 92:15 Or “You are just and never unfair.”
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