Save "Shir Shel Yom: The Psalm of The Day"
Shir Shel Yom: The Psalm of The Day
Psalm 24: Psalm of The Day for Sunday

לְדָוִ֗ד מִ֫זְמ֥וֹר לַֽ֭ה׳ הָאָ֣רֶץ וּמְלוֹאָ֑הּ תֵּ֝בֵ֗ל וְיֹ֣שְׁבֵי בָֽהּ׃ כִּי־ה֭וּא עַל־יַמִּ֣ים יְסָדָ֑הּ וְעַל־נְ֝הָר֗וֹת יְכוֹנְנֶֽהָ׃ מִֽי־יַעֲלֶ֥ה בְהַר־ה׳ וּמִי־יָ֝ק֗וּם בִּמְק֥וֹם קׇדְשֽׁוֹ׃ נְקִ֥י כַפַּ֗יִם וּֽבַר־לֵ֫בָ֥ב אֲשֶׁ֤ר ׀ לֹא־נָשָׂ֣א לַשָּׁ֣וְא נַפְשִׁ֑י וְלֹ֖א נִשְׁבַּ֣ע לְמִרְמָֽה׃ יִשָּׂ֣א בְ֭רָכָה מֵאֵ֣ת ה׳ וּ֝צְדָקָ֗ה מֵאֱלֹקֵ֥י יִשְׁעֽוֹ׃ זֶ֭ה דּ֣וֹר דֹּרְשָׁ֑ו מְבַקְשֵׁ֨י פָנֶ֖יךָ יַעֲקֹ֣ב סֶֽלָה׃ שְׂא֤וּ שְׁעָרִ֨ים ׀ רָֽאשֵׁיכֶ֗ם וְֽ֭הִנָּשְׂאוּ פִּתְחֵ֣י עוֹלָ֑ם וְ֝יָב֗וֹא מֶ֣לֶךְ הַכָּבֽוֹד׃ מִ֥י זֶה֮ מֶ֤לֶךְ הַכָּ֫ב֥וֹד ה׳ עִזּ֣וּז וְגִבּ֑וֹר ה׳ גִּבּ֥וֹר מִלְחָמָֽה׃ שְׂא֤וּ שְׁעָרִ֨ים ׀ רָֽאשֵׁיכֶ֗ם וּ֭שְׂאוּ פִּתְחֵ֣י עוֹלָ֑ם וְ֝יָבֹ֗א מֶ֣לֶךְ הַכָּבֽוֹד׃ מִ֤י ה֣וּא זֶה֮ מֶ֤לֶךְ הַכָּ֫ב֥וֹד ה׳ צְבָא֑וֹת ה֤וּא מֶ֖לֶךְ הַכָּב֣וֹד סֶֽלָה׃ {פ}

Of David. A psalm.The earth is GOD’s and all that it holds,the world and its inhabitants. For [God] founded it upon the ocean,set it on the nether-streams. Who may ascend GOD’s mountain?Who may stand in that holy place?— Anyone who has clean hands and a pure heart,who has not taken a false oath by My lifeor sworn deceitfully. They shall carry away a blessing from GOD,a just reward from God, their deliverer. Such is the circle of those who turn to You, Jacob, who seek Your presence. Selah. O gates, lift up your heads!Up high, you everlasting doors,so the King of glory may come in! Who is the King of glory?—GOD, mighty and valiant, GOD, valiant in battle. O gates, lift up your heads!Lift them up, you everlasting doors,so the King of glory may come in! Who is the King of glory?—GOD of Hostsis truly the King of glory! Selah.

Psalm 48: Psalm of the Day for Monday

שִׁ֥יר מִ֝זְמ֗וֹר לִבְנֵי־קֹֽרַח׃ גָּ֘ד֤וֹל ה׳ וּמְהֻלָּ֣ל מְאֹ֑ד בְּעִ֥יר אֱ֝לֹקֵ֗ינוּ הַר־קׇדְשֽׁוֹ׃ יְפֵ֥ה נוֹף֮ מְשׂ֢וֹשׂ כׇּל־הָ֫אָ֥רֶץ הַר־צִ֭יּוֹן יַרְכְּתֵ֣י צָפ֑וֹן קִ֝רְיַ֗ת מֶ֣לֶךְ רָֽב׃ אֱלֹקִ֥ים בְּאַרְמְנוֹתֶ֗יהָ נוֹדַ֥ע לְמִשְׂגָּֽב׃ כִּֽי־הִנֵּ֣ה הַ֭מְּלָכִים נ֥וֹעֲד֑וּ עָבְר֥וּ יַחְדָּֽו׃ הֵ֣מָּה רָ֭אוּ כֵּ֣ן תָּמָ֑הוּ נִבְהֲל֥וּ נֶחְפָּֽזוּ׃ רְ֭עָדָה אֲחָזָ֣תַם שָׁ֑ם חִ֝֗יל כַּיּוֹלֵדָֽה׃ בְּר֥וּחַ קָדִ֑ים תְּ֝שַׁבֵּ֗ר אֳנִיּ֥וֹת תַּרְשִֽׁישׁ׃ כַּאֲשֶׁ֤ר שָׁמַ֨עְנוּ ׀ כֵּ֤ן רָאִ֗ינוּ בְּעִיר־ה׳ צְ֭בָאוֹת בְּעִ֣יר אֱלֹקֵ֑ינוּ אֱלֹ֘קִ֤ים יְכוֹנְנֶ֖הָ עַד־עוֹלָ֣ם סֶֽלָה׃ דִּמִּ֣ינוּ אֱלֹקִ֣ים חַסְדֶּ֑ךָ בְּ֝קֶ֗רֶב הֵיכָלֶֽךָ׃ כְּשִׁמְךָ֤ אֱלֹקִ֗ים כֵּ֣ן תְּ֭הִלָּתְךָ עַל־קַצְוֵי־אֶ֑רֶץ צֶ֝֗דֶק מָלְאָ֥ה יְמִינֶֽךָ׃ יִשְׂמַ֤ח ׀ הַר־צִיּ֗וֹן תָּ֭גֵלְנָה בְּנ֣וֹת יְהוּדָ֑ה לְ֝מַ֗עַן מִשְׁפָּטֶֽיךָ׃ סֹ֣בּוּ צִ֭יּוֹן וְהַקִּיפ֑וּהָ סִ֝פְר֗וּ מִגְדָּלֶֽיהָ׃ שִׁ֤יתוּ לִבְּכֶ֨ם ׀ לְֽחֵילָ֗הֿ פַּסְּג֥וּ אַרְמְנוֹתֶ֑יהָ לְמַ֥עַן תְּ֝סַפְּר֗וּ לְד֣וֹר אַֽחֲרֽוֹן׃ כִּ֤י זֶ֨ה ׀ אֱלֹקִ֣ים אֱ֭לֹקֵינוּ עוֹלָ֣ם וָעֶ֑ד ה֖וּא יְנַהֲגֵ֣נוּ עַל־מֽוּת׃ {פ}

A song. A psalm of the Korahites. GOD is great and much acclaimedin the city of our God,the holy mountain— fair-crested, joy of all the earth,Mount Zion, summit of Zaphon, city of the great ruler. Through its citadels, God has become known as a haven. See, the kings joined forces;they advanced together. At the mere sight of it they were stunned,they were terrified, they panicked; they were seized there with a trembling,like a woman in the throes of labor, as the Tarshish fleet was wreckedin an easterly gale. The likes of what we heard we have now witnessedin the city of GOD of hosts,in the city of our God—may God preserve it forever! Selah. In Your temple, God,we meditate upon Your faithful care. The praise of You, God, like Your name,reaches to the ends of the earth;Your right hand is filled with beneficence. Let Mount Zion rejoice!Let the towns of Judah exult,because of Your judgments. Walk around Zion,circle it;count its towers, take note of its ramparts;go through its citadels,that you may recount it to a future age. For God truly is our God forever,who will lead us evermore.

Psalm 82: Psalm of The Day for Tuesday

מִזְמ֗וֹר לְאָ֫סָ֥ף אֱֽלֹקִ֗ים נִצָּ֥ב בַּעֲדַת־אֵ֑ל בְּקֶ֖רֶב אֱלֹקִ֣ים יִשְׁפֹּֽט׃ עַד־מָתַ֥י תִּשְׁפְּטוּ־עָ֑וֶל וּפְנֵ֥י רְ֝שָׁעִ֗ים תִּשְׂאוּ־סֶֽלָה׃ שִׁפְטוּ־דַ֥ל וְיָת֑וֹם עָנִ֖י וָרָ֣שׁ הַצְדִּֽיקוּ׃ פַּלְּטוּ־דַ֥ל וְאֶבְי֑וֹן מִיַּ֖ד רְשָׁעִ֣ים הַצִּֽילוּ׃ לֹ֤א יָדְע֨וּ ׀ וְלֹ֥א יָבִ֗ינוּ בַּחֲשֵׁכָ֥ה יִתְהַלָּ֑כוּ יִ֝מּ֗וֹטוּ כׇּל־מ֥וֹסְדֵי אָֽרֶץ׃ אֲֽנִי־אָ֭מַרְתִּי אֱלֹקִ֣ים אַתֶּ֑ם וּבְנֵ֖י עֶלְי֣וֹן כֻּלְּכֶֽם׃ אָ֭כֵן כְּאָדָ֣ם תְּמוּת֑וּן וּכְאַחַ֖ד הַשָּׂרִ֣ים תִּפֹּֽלוּ׃ קוּמָ֣ה אֱ֭לֹקִים שׇׁפְטָ֣ה הָאָ֑רֶץ כִּֽי־אַתָּ֥ה תִ֝נְחַ֗ל בְּכׇל־הַגּוֹיִֽם׃ {פ}

A psalm of Asaph.God stands in the divine assembly;among the divine beings He pronounces judgment. How long will you judge perversely,showing favor to the wicked? Selah. Judge the wretched and the orphan,vindicate the lowly and the poor, rescue the wretched and the needy;save them from the hand of the wicked. They neither know nor understand,they go about in darkness;all the foundations of the earth totter. I had taken you for divine beings,sons of the Most High, all of you; but you shall die as men do,fall like any prince. Arise, O God, judge the earth,for all the nations are Your possession.

Psalm 94: Psalm of The Day for Wednesday

אֵל־נְקָמ֥וֹת ה׳ אֵ֖ל נְקָמ֣וֹת הוֹפִֽיעַ׃ הִ֭נָּשֵׂא שֹׁפֵ֣ט הָאָ֑רֶץ הָשֵׁ֥ב גְּ֝מ֗וּל עַל־גֵּאִֽים׃ עַד־מָתַ֖י רְשָׁעִ֥ים ׀ ה׳ עַד־מָ֝תַ֗י רְשָׁעִ֥ים יַעֲלֹֽזוּ׃ יַבִּ֣יעוּ יְדַבְּר֣וּ עָתָ֑ק יִ֝תְאַמְּר֗וּ כׇּל־פֹּ֥עֲלֵי אָֽוֶן׃ עַמְּךָ֣ ה׳ יְדַכְּא֑וּ וְֽנַחֲלָתְךָ֥ יְעַנּֽוּ׃ אַלְמָנָ֣ה וְגֵ֣ר יַהֲרֹ֑גוּ וִ֖יתוֹמִ֣ים יְרַצֵּֽחוּ׃ וַ֭יֹּ֣אמְרוּ לֹ֣א יִרְאֶה־יָּ֑הּ וְלֹא־יָ֝בִ֗ין אֱלֹקֵ֥י יַעֲקֹֽב׃ בִּ֭ינוּ בֹּעֲרִ֣ים בָּעָ֑ם וּ֝כְסִילִ֗ים מָתַ֥י תַּשְׂכִּֽילוּ׃ הֲנֹ֣טַֽע אֹ֭זֶן הֲלֹ֣א יִשְׁמָ֑ע אִֽם־יֹ֥צֵֽר עַ֝֗יִן הֲלֹ֣א יַבִּֽיט׃ הֲיֹסֵ֣ר גּ֭וֹיִם הֲלֹ֣א יוֹכִ֑יחַ הַֽמְלַמֵּ֖ד אָדָ֣ם דָּֽעַת׃ ה׳ יֹ֭דֵעַ מַחְשְׁב֣וֹת אָדָ֑ם כִּי־הֵ֥מָּה הָֽבֶל׃ אַשְׁרֵ֤י ׀ הַגֶּ֣בֶר אֲשֶׁר־תְּיַסְּרֶ֣נּוּ יָּ֑הּ וּֽמִתּוֹרָתְךָ֥ תְלַמְּדֶֽנּוּ׃ לְהַשְׁקִ֣יט ל֭וֹ מִ֣ימֵי רָ֑ע עַ֤ד יִכָּרֶ֖ה לָרָשָׁ֣ע שָֽׁחַת׃ כִּ֤י ׀ לֹא־יִטֹּ֣שׁ ה׳ עַמּ֑וֹ וְ֝נַחֲלָת֗וֹ לֹ֣א יַעֲזֹֽב׃ כִּֽי־עַד־צֶ֭דֶק יָשׁ֣וּב מִשְׁפָּ֑ט וְ֝אַחֲרָ֗יו כׇּל־יִשְׁרֵי־לֵֽב׃ מִֽי־יָק֣וּם לִ֭י עִם־מְרֵעִ֑ים מִי־יִתְיַצֵּ֥ב לִ֝֗י עִם־פֹּ֥עֲלֵי אָֽוֶן׃ לוּלֵ֣י ה׳ עֶזְרָ֣תָה לִּ֑י כִּמְעַ֓ט ׀ שָׁכְנָ֖ה דוּמָ֣ה נַפְשִֽׁי׃ אִם־אָ֭מַרְתִּי מָ֣טָה רַגְלִ֑י חַסְדְּךָ֥ ה׳ יִסְעָדֵֽנִי׃ בְּרֹ֣ב שַׂרְעַפַּ֣י בְּקִרְבִּ֑י תַּ֝נְחוּמֶ֗יךָ יְֽשַׁעַשְׁע֥וּ נַפְשִֽׁי׃ הַֽ֭יְחׇבְרְךָ כִּסֵּ֣א הַוּ֑וֹת יֹצֵ֖ר עָמָ֣ל עֲלֵי־חֹֽק׃ יָ֭גוֹדּוּ עַל־נֶ֣פֶשׁ צַדִּ֑יק וְדָ֖ם נָקִ֣י יַרְשִֽׁיעוּ׃ וַיְהִ֬י ה׳ לִ֣י לְמִשְׂגָּ֑ב וֵ֝אלֹקַ֗י לְצ֣וּר מַחְסִֽי׃ וַיָּ֤שֶׁב עֲלֵיהֶ֨ם ׀ אֶת־אוֹנָ֗ם וּבְרָעָתָ֥ם יַצְמִיתֵ֑ם יַ֝צְמִיתֵ֗ם ה׳ אֱלֹקֵֽינוּ׃ {פ}

God of retribution, ETERNAL One,God of retribution, appear! Rise up, judge of the earth,give the arrogant their deserts! How long shall the wicked, O ETERNAL One,how long shall the wicked exult, shall they utter insolent speech,shall all evildoers vaunt themselves? They crush Your people, O ETERNAL One,they afflict Your very own; they kill the widow and the stranger;they murder the fatherless, thinking, “Yah does not see it,the God of Jacob does not pay heed.” Take heed, you most brutish people;fools, when will you get wisdom? Shall the One who implants the ear not hear,the One who forms the eye not see? Shall the One who disciplines nations not punish,the One who instructs humankind in knowledge? GOD knows human designs to be futile. Happy are those whom You discipline, O Yah,whom You instruct in Your teaching, whom You give tranquility in times of misfortune,until a pit be dug for the wicked. For GOD will not forsake this people;God’s very own will not be abandoned. Judgment shall again accord with justiceand all the upright shall rally to it. Who will take my part against evildoers?Who will stand up for me against wrongdoers? Were not GOD my help,I should soon dwell in silence. When I think my foot has given way,Your faithfulness, O ETERNAL One, supports me. When I am filled with cares,Your assurance soothes my soul. Shall the seat of injustice be Your partner,that frames mischief by statute? They band together to do away with the righteous;they condemn the innocent to death. But GOD is my haven;my God is my sheltering rock. Their evil will be made to recoil upon them,through their own wickedness they will be annihilated; the ETERNAL our God will annihilate them.

Psalm 81: Psalm of The Day for Thursday

לַמְנַצֵּ֬חַ ׀ עַֽל־הַגִּתִּ֬ית לְאָסָֽף׃ הַ֭רְנִינוּ לֵאלֹקִ֣ים עוּזֵּ֑נוּ הָ֝רִ֗יעוּ לֵאלֹקֵ֥י יַעֲקֹֽב׃ שְֽׂאוּ־זִ֭מְרָה וּתְנוּ־תֹ֑ף כִּנּ֖וֹר נָעִ֣ים עִם־נָֽבֶל׃ תִּקְע֣וּ בַחֹ֣דֶשׁ שׁוֹפָ֑ר בַּ֝כֵּ֗סֶה לְי֣וֹם חַגֵּֽנוּ׃ כִּ֤י חֹ֣ק לְיִשְׂרָאֵ֣ל ה֑וּא מִ֝שְׁפָּ֗ט לֵאלֹקֵ֥י יַעֲקֹֽב׃ עֵד֤וּת ׀ בִּיה֘וֹסֵ֤ף שָׂמ֗וֹ בְּ֭צֵאתוֹ עַל־אֶ֣רֶץ מִצְרָ֑יִם שְׂפַ֖ת לֹא־יָדַ֣עְתִּי אֶשְׁמָֽע׃ הֲסִיר֣וֹתִי מִסֵּ֣בֶל שִׁכְמ֑וֹ כַּ֝פָּ֗יו מִדּ֥וּד תַּעֲבֹֽרְנָה׃ בַּצָּרָ֥ה קָרָ֗אתָ וָאֲחַ֫לְּצֶ֥ךָּ אֶ֭עֶנְךָ בְּסֵ֣תֶר רַ֑עַם אֶבְחׇנְךָ֨ עַל־מֵ֖י מְרִיבָ֣ה סֶֽלָה׃ שְׁמַ֣ע עַ֭מִּי וְאָעִ֣ידָה בָּ֑ךְ יִ֝שְׂרָאֵ֗ל אִם־תִּֽשְׁמַֽע־לִֽי׃ לֹא־יִהְיֶ֣ה בְ֭ךָ אֵ֣ל זָ֑ר וְלֹ֥א תִ֝שְׁתַּחֲוֶ֗ה לְאֵ֣ל נֵכָֽר׃ אָֽנֹכִ֨י ׀ ה׳ אֱלֹקֶ֗יךָ הַֽ֭מַּעַלְךָ מֵאֶ֣רֶץ מִצְרָ֑יִם הַרְחֶב־פִּ֝֗יךָ וַאֲמַלְאֵֽהוּ׃ וְלֹֽא־שָׁמַ֣ע עַמִּ֣י לְקוֹלִ֑י וְ֝יִשְׂרָאֵ֗ל לֹא־אָ֥בָה לִֽי׃ וָ֭אֲשַׁלְּחֵהוּ בִּשְׁרִיר֣וּת לִבָּ֑ם יֵ֝לְכ֗וּ בְּֽמוֹעֲצ֖וֹתֵיהֶֽם׃ ל֗וּ עַ֭מִּי שֹׁמֵ֣עַֽ לִ֑י יִ֝שְׂרָאֵ֗ל בִּדְרָכַ֥י יְהַלֵּֽכוּ׃ כִּ֭מְעַט אוֹיְבֵיהֶ֣ם אַכְנִ֑יעַ וְעַ֥ל צָ֝רֵיהֶ֗ם אָשִׁ֥יב יָדִֽי׃ מְשַׂנְאֵ֣י ה׳ יְכַחֲשׁוּ־ל֑וֹ וִיהִ֖י עִתָּ֣ם לְעוֹלָֽם׃ וַֽ֭יַּאֲכִילֵהוּ מֵחֵ֣לֶב חִטָּ֑ה וּ֝מִצּ֗וּר דְּבַ֣שׁ אַשְׂבִּיעֶֽךָ׃ {פ}

For the leader; on the gittith. Of Asaph. Sing joyously to God, our strength;raise a shout for the God of Jacob. Take up the song,sound the hand-drum,the melodious lyre and harp. Blow the horn on the new moon,on the full moon for our feast day. For it is a law for Israel,a ruling of the God of Jacob— imposed as a decree upon Josephwhen he went forth from the land of Egypt;I heard a language that I knew not. “I relieved his shoulder of the burden,his hands were freed from the basket. In distress you called and I rescued you;I answered you from the secret place of thunder I tested you at the Waters of Meribah. Selah. Hear, My people, and I will admonish you;Israel, if you would but listen to Me! You shall have no foreign god,you shall not bow to an alien god. I the ETERNAL am your Godwho brought you out of the land of Egypt;open your mouth wide and I will fill it. But My people would not listen to Me,Israel would not obey Me. So I let them go after their willful heartthat they might follow their own devices. If only My people would listen to Me,if Israel would follow My paths, then would I subdue their enemies at once,strike their foes again and again.” Those who hate GOD shall cower;their doom shall be eternal. [God] fed Israel the finest wheat;“I sated you with honey from the rock.”

Psalm 93: Psalm of The Day for Friday

ה׳ מָלָךְ֮ גֵּא֢וּת לָ֫בֵ֥שׁ לָבֵ֣שׁ ה׳ עֹ֣ז הִתְאַזָּ֑ר אַף־תִּכּ֥וֹן תֵּ֝בֵ֗ל בַּל־תִּמּֽוֹט׃ נָכ֣וֹן כִּסְאֲךָ֣ מֵאָ֑ז מֵעוֹלָ֣ם אָֽתָּה׃ נָשְׂא֤וּ נְהָר֨וֹת ׀ ה׳ נָשְׂא֣וּ נְהָר֣וֹת קוֹלָ֑ם יִשְׂא֖וּ נְהָר֣וֹת דׇּכְיָֽם׃ מִקֹּל֨וֹת ׀ מַ֤יִם רַבִּ֗ים אַדִּירִ֣ים מִשְׁבְּרֵי־יָ֑ם אַדִּ֖יר בַּמָּר֣וֹם ה׳׃ עֵֽדֹתֶ֨יךָ ׀ נֶאֶמְנ֬וּ מְאֹ֗ד לְבֵיתְךָ֥ נַאֲוָה־קֹ֑דֶשׁ ה׳ לְאֹ֣רֶךְ יָמִֽים׃ {פ}

GOD is sovereign,
and robed in grandeur;
GOD is robed,
and girded with strength.
The world stands firm;
it cannot be shaken.
Your throne stands firm from of old;
from eternity You have existed.
The ocean sounds, O ETERNAL One,
the ocean sounds its thunder,
the ocean sounds its pounding.
Above the thunder of the mighty waters,
more majestic than the breakers of the sea
is GOD, majestic on high.
Your decrees are indeed enduring;
holiness befits Your house,
O ETERNAL One, for all times.

The Psalm for Shabbat

מִזְמ֥וֹר שִׁ֗יר לְי֣וֹם הַשַּׁבָּֽת׃ ט֗וֹב לְהֹד֥וֹת לַה׳ וּלְזַמֵּ֖ר לְשִׁמְךָ֣ עֶלְיֽוֹן׃ לְהַגִּ֣יד בַּבֹּ֣קֶר חַסְדֶּ֑ךָ וֶ֝אֱמ֥וּנָתְךָ֗ בַּלֵּילֽוֹת׃ עֲֽלֵי־עָ֭שׂוֹר וַעֲלֵי־נָ֑בֶל עֲלֵ֖י הִגָּי֣וֹן בְּכִנּֽוֹר׃ כִּ֤י שִׂמַּחְתַּ֣נִי ה׳ בְּפׇעֳלֶ֑ךָ בְּֽמַעֲשֵׂ֖י יָדֶ֣יךָ אֲרַנֵּֽן׃ מַה־גָּדְל֣וּ מַעֲשֶׂ֣יךָ ה׳ מְ֝אֹ֗ד עָמְק֥וּ מַחְשְׁבֹתֶֽיךָ׃ אִֽישׁ־בַּ֭עַר לֹ֣א יֵדָ֑ע וּ֝כְסִ֗יל לֹא־יָבִ֥ין אֶת־זֹֽאת׃ בִּפְרֹ֤חַ רְשָׁעִ֨ים ׀ כְּמ֥וֹ־עֵ֗שֶׂב וַ֭יָּצִיצוּ כׇּל־פֹּ֣עֲלֵי אָ֑וֶן לְהִשָּׁמְדָ֥ם עֲדֵי־עַֽד׃ וְאַתָּ֥ה מָר֗וֹם לְעֹלָ֥ם ה׳׃ כִּ֤י הִנֵּ֪ה אֹיְבֶ֡יךָ ה׳ כִּֽי־הִנֵּ֣ה אֹיְבֶ֣יךָ יֹאבֵ֑דוּ יִ֝תְפָּרְד֗וּ כׇּל־פֹּ֥עֲלֵי אָֽוֶן׃ וַתָּ֣רֶם כִּרְאֵ֣ים קַרְנִ֑י בַּ֝לֹּתִ֗י בְּשֶׁ֣מֶן רַעֲנָֽן׃ וַתַּבֵּ֥ט עֵינִ֗י בְּשׁ֫וּרָ֥י בַּקָּמִ֖ים עָלַ֥י מְרֵעִ֗ים תִּשְׁמַ֥עְנָה אׇזְנָֽי׃ צַ֭דִּיק כַּתָּמָ֣ר יִפְרָ֑ח כְּאֶ֖רֶז בַּלְּבָנ֣וֹן יִשְׂגֶּֽה׃ שְׁ֭תוּלִים בְּבֵ֣ית ה׳ בְּחַצְר֖וֹת אֱלֹקֵ֣ינוּ יַפְרִֽיחוּ׃ ע֭וֹד יְנוּב֣וּן בְּשֵׂיבָ֑ה דְּשֵׁנִ֖ים וְֽרַעֲנַנִּ֣ים יִהְיֽוּ׃ לְ֭הַגִּיד כִּֽי־יָשָׁ֣ר ה׳ צ֝וּרִ֗י וְֽלֹא־[עַוְלָ֥תָה] (עלתה) בּֽוֹ׃ {פ}

A psalm. A song; for the sabbath day. It is good to praise GOD,to sing hymns to Your name, O Most High, To proclaim Your steadfast love at daybreak,Your faithfulness each night With a ten-stringed harp,with voice and lyre together. You have gladdened me by Your deeds, O ETERNAL One;I shout for joy at Your handiwork. How great are Your works, O ETERNAL One,how very subtle Your designs! A brute cannot know,a fool cannot understand this: though the wicked sprout like grass,though all evildoers blossom,it is only that they may be destroyed forever. But You are exalted, O ETERNAL One, for all time. Surely, Your enemies, O ETERNAL One,surely, Your enemies perish;all evildoers are scattered. You raise my horn high like that of a wild ox;I am soaked in freshening oil. I shall see the defeat of my watchful foes,hear of the downfall of the wicked who beset me. The righteous bloom like a date-palm;they thrive like a cedar in Lebanon; planted in the house of GOD,they flourish in the courts of our God. In old age they still produce fruit;they are full of sap and freshness— attesting that GOD is upright,my rock, in whom there is no wrong.

Save "Psalms 93"
Want to change the translation?
×
Loading...