1
With all my heart, I’ll praise thee now:
before the gods I’ll sing to thee.
2
Toward thine holy temple bow,
and praise thy name for thy mercy,
and thy truth: for thy word thou high
o’er all thy name dost magnify.
3
i’th day I cry’d, thou answer’dst me:
with strength thou didst my soul up bear.
4
Lord, all the earth’s kings shall praise thee,
the word when of thy mouth they hear.
5
Yea, they shall sing in the Lord’s ways,
for great’s Jehovah’s glor’ous praise.
6
Albeit that the Lord be high,
respect yet hath he to the low:
but as for them that are lofty,
he them doth at a distance know.
7
Though in the midst I walking be
of trouble thou wilt quicken me,
forth shalt thou make thine hand to go
against their wrath that do me hate;
thy right hand shall me save also.
8
The Lord will perfect mine estate:
thy mercy, Lord, for ever stands:
leave not the works of thine own hands.
