Psalm 92

1.	1 It's good to thank the LORD, To praise Your name, Most High! 2 To show Your love at dawn, Your faithfulness all night! 3 The ten-stringed lyre With sweet voiced lute and rippling harp Your praise inspire.
2.	4 Your deeds, LORD made me glad. I'll joy in what You've done. 5 How great Your doings, LORD! How deep Your thoughts each one! 6 Fools won't be shown; The stupid can't accept this truth, To him unknown!
3.	7 Though sinners grow like weeds, Ill-doers blossom may, 8 They're doomed to be destroyed. You, LORD, exalted stay. 9 LORD, Your foes fall. See! How Your foes, vain evil men, Are scattered all!
4.	10 You raised, like ox, my horn, Poured fresh oil on my head. 11 You made me see the spies And hear what plotters said. 12 Like thriving palm The righteous grows, like cedars tall On Lebanon.
5.	13 Those planted by the LORD Shall in God's courts be seen; 14 When old they'll still bear fruit And flourish fresh and green, 15 And loud proclaim How upright is the LORD, my Rock; No wrong in Him!

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