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Salmos 92

Salmo para cantarse en sábado.

1¡Cuán bueno, Señor, es darte gracias
    y entonar, oh Altísimo, salmos a tu nombre;
proclamar tu gran amor por la mañana,
    y tu fidelidad por la noche,
al son del decacordio y de la lira;
    al son del arpa y del salterio!

Tú, Señor, me llenas de alegría con tus maravillas;
    por eso alabaré jubiloso las obras de tus manos.
Oh Señor, ¡cuán imponentes son tus obras,
    y cuán profundos tus pensamientos!
Los insensatos no lo saben,
    los necios no lo entienden:
aunque broten como hierba los impíos,
    y florezcan todos los malhechores,
para siempre serán destruidos.
    Solo tú, Señor, serás exaltado para siempre.

Ciertamente tus enemigos, Señor,
    ciertamente tus enemigos perecerán;
¡dispersados por todas partes
    serán todos los malhechores!

10 Me has dado las fuerzas de un toro;
    me has ungido con el mejor perfume.
11 Me has hecho ver la caída de mis adversarios
    y oír la derrota de mis malvados enemigos.

12 Como palmeras florecen los justos;
    como cedros del Líbano crecen.
13 Plantados en la casa del Señor,
    florecen en los atrios de nuestro Dios.
14 Aun en su vejez, darán fruto;
    siempre estarán vigorosos y lozanos,
15 para proclamar: «El Señor es justo;
    él es mi Roca, y en él no hay injusticia».

Amplified Bible

Psalm 92

Praise for the Lord’s Goodness.

A Psalm. A Song for the Sabbath day.

1It is a good and delightful thing to give thanks to the Lord,
To sing praises to Your name, O Most High,

To declare Your lovingkindness in the morning
And Your faithfulness by night,

With an instrument of ten strings and with the harp,
With a solemn sound on the lyre.

For You, O Lord, have made me glad by Your works;
At the works of Your hands I joyfully sing.

How great are Your works, O Lord!
Your thoughts are very deep [beyond man’s understanding].

A senseless man [in his crude and uncultivated state] knows nothing,
Nor does a [self-righteous] fool understand this:

That though the wicked sprout up like grass
And all evildoers flourish,
They will be destroyed forever.

But You, Lord, are on high forever.

For behold, Your enemies, O Lord,
For behold, Your enemies will perish;
All who do evil will be scattered.

But my horn [my emblem of strength and power] You have exalted like that of a wild ox;
I am anointed with fresh oil [for Your service].
My eye has looked on my foes;
My ears hear of the evildoers who rise up against me.
The righteous will flourish like the date palm [long-lived, upright and useful];
They will grow like a cedar in Lebanon [majestic and stable].
Planted in the house of the Lord,
They will flourish in the courts of our God.
[Growing in grace] they will still thrive and bear fruit and prosper in old age;
They will flourish and be [a]vital and fresh [rich in trust and love and contentment];
[They are living memorials] to declare that the Lord is upright and faithful [to His promises];
He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in Him.

Notas al pie

  1. Psalm 92:14 Lit fat and very green.