1 'n Psalm. 'n Lied vir die sabbatdag.

2 Dit is goed om die HERE te loof en tot eer van u Naam te psalmsing, o Allerhoogste,

3 om in die môre u goedertierenheid te verkondig en u getrouheid in die nagte;

4 by die tiensnarige instrument en by die harp, by snarespel op die siter.

5 Want U het my bly gemaak, HERE, deur u dade; ek jubel oor die werke van u hande.

6 Hoe groot is u werke, o HERE; baie diep is u gedagtes!

7 'n Dom mens weet nie, en 'n dwaas verstaan dit nie:

8 as die goddelose mense groei soos die plante en al die werkers van ongeregtigheid bloei, is dit om hulle vir ewig te verdelg.

9 Maar U is hoog verhewe tot in ewigheid, HERE!

10 Want kyk, u vyande, o HERE, want kyk, u vyande sal vergaan; al die werkers van ongeregtigheid sal verstrooi word.

11 Maar U verhoog my horing soos van 'n buffel; ek is met vars olie gesalf.

12 En my oog sien met welgevalle neer op die wat my voorlê, my ore hoor van die wat teen my as kwaaddoeners opstaan.

13 Die regverdige sal groei soos 'n palmboom; hy sal opgroei soos 'n seder op die L¡banon.

14 Geplant in die huis van die HERE, sal hulle groei in die voorhowe van onse God.

15 In die gryse ouderdom sal hulle nog vrugte dra, hulle sal vet en groen wees, [ (Psalms 92:16) om te verkondig dat die HERE reg is, my rots, en in Hom is geen onreg nie. ]

1 It is a good thing to give thanks unto Jehovah,

And to sing praises unto thy name, O Most High;

2 To show forth thy lovingkindness in the morning,

And thy faithfulness every night,

3 With an instrument of ten strings, and with the psaltery;

With a solemn sound upon the harp.

4 For thou, Jehovah, hast made me glad through thy work:

I will triumph in the works of thy hands.

5 How great are thy works, O Jehovah!

Thy thoughts are very deep.

6 A brutish man knoweth not;

Neither doth a fool understand this:

7 When the wicked spring as the grass,

And when all the workers of iniquity do flourish;

It is that they shall be destroyed for ever.

8 But thou, O Jehovah, art on high for evermore.

9 For, lo, thine enemies, O Jehovah,

For, lo, thine enemies shall perish;

All the workers of iniquity shall be scattered.

10 But my horn hast thou exalted like the horn of the wild-ox:

I am anointed with fresh oil.

11 Mine eye also hath seen my desire on mine enemies,

Mine ears have heard my desire of the evil-doers that rise up against me.

12 The righteous shall flourish like the palm-tree:

He shall grow like a cedar in Lebanon.

13 They are planted in the house of Jehovah;

They shall flourish in the courts of our God.

14 They shall still bring forth fruit in old age;

They shall be full of sap and green:

15 To show that Jehovah is upright;

He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.