Sermon: A Song for the Sabbath

Psalm 92

A Psalm. A Song for the Sabbath.

[1] It is good to give thanks to the LORD,

to sing praises to your name, O Most High;

[2] to declare your steadfast love in the morning,

and your faithfulness by night,

[3] to the music of the lute and the harp,

to the melody of the lyre.

[4] For you, O LORD, have made me glad by your work;

at the works of your hands I sing for joy.

[5] How great are your works, O LORD!

Your thoughts are very deep!

[6] The stupid man cannot know;

the fool cannot understand this:

[7] that though the wicked sprout like grass

and all evildoers flourish,

they are doomed to destruction forever;

[8] but you, O LORD, are on high forever.

[9] For behold, your enemies, O LORD,

for behold, your enemies shall perish;

all evildoers shall be scattered.

[10] But you have exalted my horn like that of the wild ox;

you have poured over me fresh oil.

[11] My eyes have seen the downfall of my enemies;

my ears have heard the doom of my evil assailants.

[12] 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 the courts of our God.

[14] They still bear fruit in old age;

they are ever full of sap and green,

[15] to declare that the LORD is upright;

he is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him. (ESV)