I will give thanks unto the Lord with my whole heart  *

secretly among the faithful, and in the congregation.

The works of the Lord are great *

sought out of all them that have pleasure therein.

His work is worthy to be praised and had in honour *

and his righteousness endureth for ever.

The merciful and gracious Lord hath so done his marvellous works *

that they ought to be had in remembrance.

He hath given meat unto them that fear him *

he shall ever be mindful of his covenant.

He hath shewed his people the power of his works *

that he may give them the heritage of the heathen.

The works of his hands are verity and judgement *

all his commandments are true.

They stand fast for ever and ever *

and are done in truth and equity.

He sent redemption unto his people *

he hath commanded his covenant for ever; holy and reverend is his Name.

The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom *

a good understanding have all they that do thereafter; the praise of it endureth for ever.

Praise the Lord, ye servants  *

O praise the Name of the Lord.

Blessed be the Name of the Lord *

from this time forth for evermore.

The Lord’s Name is praised *

from the rising up of the sun unto the going down of the same.

The Lord is high above all heathen *

and his glory above the heavens.

Who is like unto the Lord our God, that hath his dwelling so high *

and yet humbleth himself to behold the things that are in heaven and earth?

He taketh up the simple out of the dust *

and lifteth the poor out of the mire;

That he may set him with the princes *

even with the princes of his people.

He maketh the barren woman to keep house *

and to be a joyful mother of children.

When Israel came out of Egypt  *

and the house of Jacob from among the strange people,

Judah was his sanctuary *

and Israel his dominion.

The sea saw that, and fled *

Jordan was driven back.

The mountains skipped like rams *

and the little hills like young sheep.

What aileth thee, O thou sea, that thou fleddest *

and thou Jordan, that thou wast driven back?

Ye mountains, that ye skipped like rams *

and ye little hills, like young sheep?

Tremble, thou earth, at the presence of the Lord *

at the presence of the God of Jacob;

Who turned the hard rock into a standing water *

and the flint-stone into a springing well.