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Psalm 91
He that dwells in the secret place of the Most High
Shall remain under the shadow of the Almighty.
2 I will say of Yahweh,
He is my refuge and my fortress;
My Elohim, in whom I trust.
3 For he will deliver you from the snare of the fowler,
And from the deadly pestilence.
4 He will cover you with his pinions,
And under his wings shall you take refuge:
His truth is a shield and a buckler.
5 You shall not be afraid for the terror by night,
Nor for the arrow that flies by day;
6 For the pestilence that walks in darkness,
Nor for the destruction that wastes at noonday.
7 A thousand shall fall at your side,
And ten thousand at your right hand;
But it shall not come near you.
8 Only with your eyes shall you behold,
And see the reward of the wicked.
9 For you, O Yahweh, are my refuge!
You have made the Most High your habitation;
10 There shall no evil happen to you,
Neither shall any plague come near your tent.
11 For he will give his angels charge over you,
To keep you in all your ways.
12 They shall bear you up in their hands,
Lest you dash your foot against a stone.
13 You shall tread upon the lion and adder:
The young lion and the serpent shall you trample under foot.
14 Because he has set his love upon me,
therefore will I deliver him:
I will set him on high, because he has known my name.
15 He shall call upon me, and I will answer him;
I will be with him in trouble:
I will deliver him, and honor him.
16 With long life will I satisfy him,
And show him my salvation.
A Psalm, a Song for the Sabbath day.
Psalm 92
It is a good thing to give thanks to Yahweh,
And to sing praises to your name, O Most High;
2 To show forth your lovingkindness in the morning,
And your faithfulness every night,
3 With an instrument of ten strings, and with the psaltery;
With a solemn sound upon the harp.
4 For you, Yahweh, have made me glad through your work:
I will triumph in the works of your hands.
5 How great are your works, O Yahweh!
Your thoughts are very deep.
6 A brutish man knows not;
Neither does a fool understand this:
7 When the wicked spring as the grass,
And when all the workers of iniquity flourish;
It is that they shall be destroyed forever.
8 But you, O Yahweh, are on high for evermore.
9 For, lo, your enemies, O Yahweh,
For, lo, your enemies shall perish;
All the workers of iniquity shall be scattered.
10 But my horn have you exalted like the horn of the wild-ox:
I am anointed with fresh oil.
11 My eye also has seen my desire on my enemies,
My ears have heard my desire of the evildoers 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 Yahweh;
They shall flourish in the courts of our Elohim.
14 They shall still bring forth fruit in old age;
They shall be full of sap and green:
15 To show that Yahweh is upright;
He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.
Psalm 93
Yahweh reigns; he is clothed with majesty;
Yahweh is clothed with strength; he has girded himself with it:
The world also is established, that it cannot be moved.
2 Your throne is established of old:
You are from everlasting.
3 The floods have lifted up, O Yahweh,
The floods have lifted up their voice;
The floods lift up their waves.
4 Above the voices of many waters,
The mighty breakers of the sea,
Yahweh on high is mighty.
5 Your testimonies are very sure:
Holiness becomes your house, O Yahweh, for evermore.
