How Great Are Your Works
A Psalm. A Song for the Sabbath.
92 (A)It is good to give thanks to the Lord,
to sing praises to your name, (B)O Most High;
2 to declare your (C)steadfast love in (D)the morning,
and your (E)faithfulness by (F)night,
3 to the music of (G)the lute and (H)the harp,
to the melody of (I)the lyre.
4 For you, O Lord, have made me glad by your (J)work;
at (K)the works of your hands I sing for joy.
5 How (L)great are your works, O Lord!
Your (M)thoughts are very (N)deep!
6 The stupid man cannot know;
the fool cannot understand this:
7 that though (O)the wicked sprout like grass
and all (P)evildoers flourish,
they are doomed to destruction forever;
8 but you, O Lord, are (Q)on high forever.
9 For behold, your enemies, O Lord,
for behold, your enemies shall perish;
all evildoers shall be (R)scattered.
10 But you have exalted my (S)horn like that of (T)the wild ox;
you have (U)poured over me[a] fresh oil.
11 My (V)eyes have seen the downfall of my enemies;
my ears have heard the doom of my evil assailants.
12 (W)The righteous flourish like the palm tree
and grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
13 They are planted in the house of the Lord;
they flourish in (X)the courts of our God.
14 They still bear fruit in old age;
they are ever full of sap and green,
15 (Y)to declare that the Lord is upright;
he is my (Z)rock, and there is (AA)no unrighteousness in him.