Unto thee, O God, do we give thanks *
yea, unto thee do we give thanks.
Thy Name also is so nigh *
and that do thy wondrous works declare.
When I receive the congregation *
I shall judge according unto right.
The earth is weak, and all the inhabiters thereof *
I bear up the pillars of it.
I said unto the fools, Deal not so madly *
and to the ungodly, Set not up your horn.
Set not up your horn on high *
and speak not with a stiff neck.
For promotion cometh neither from the east, nor from the west *
nor yet from the south.
And why? God is the Judge *
he putteth down one, and setteth up another.
For in the hand of the Lord there is a cup, and the wine is red *
it is full mixed, and he poureth out of the same.
As for the dregs thereof *
all the ungodly of the earth shall drink them, and suck them out.
But I will talk of the God of Jacob *
and praise him for ever.
All the horns of the ungodly also will I break *
and the horns of the righteous shall be exalted.
Notus in Judaea
In jewry is God known *
his Name is great in Israel.
At Salem is his tabernacle *
and his dwelling in Sion.
There brake he the arrows of the bow *
the shield, the sword, and the battle.
Thou art of more honour and might *
than the hills of the robbers.
The proud are robbed, they have slept their sleep *
and all the men whose hands were mighty have found nothing.
At thy rebuke, O God of Jacob *
both the chariot and horse are fallen.
Thou, even thou art to be feared *
and who may stand in thy sight when thou art angry?
Thou didst cause thy judgement to be heard from heaven *
the earth trembled, and was still;
When God arose to judgement *
and to help all the meek upon earth.
The fierceness of man shall turn to thy praise *
and the fierceness of them shalt thou refrain.
Promise unto the Lord your God, and keep it, all ye that are round about him *
bring presents unto him that ought to be feared.
He shall refrain the spirit of princes *
and is wonderful among the kings of the earth.
Voce mea ad Dominum
I will cry unto God with my voice *
even unto God will I cry with my voice, and he shall hearken unto me.
In the time of my trouble I sought the Lord *
my sore ran and ceased not in the night-season ; my soul refused comfort.
When I am in heaviness, I will think upon God *
when my heart is vexed, I will complain.
Thou holdest mine eyes waking *
I am so feeble, that I cannot speak.
I have considered the days of old *
and the years that are past.
I call to remembrance my song *
and in the night I commune with mine own heart, and search out my spirits.
Will the Lord absent himself for ever *
and will he be no more intreated?
Is his mercy clean gone for ever *
and is his promise come utterly to an end for evermore?
Hath God forgotten to be gracious *
and will he shut up his loving-kindness in displeasure?
And I said, It is mine own infirmity *
but I will remember the years of the right hand of the most Highest.
I will remember the works of the Lord *
and call to mind thy wonders of old time.
I will think also of all thy works *
and my talking shall be of thy doings.
Thy way, O God, is holy *
who is so great a God as our God?
Thou art the God that doeth wonders *
and hast declared thy power among the people.
Thou hast mightily delivered thy people *
even the sons of Jacob and Joseph.
The waters saw thee, O God, the waters saw thee, and were afraid *
the depths also were troubled.
The clouds poured out water, the air thundered *
and thine arrows went abroad.
The voice of thy thunder was heard round about *
the lightnings shone upon the ground; the earth was moved, and shook withal.
Thy way is in the sea, and thy paths in the great waters *
and thy footsteps are not known.
Thou leddest thy people like sheep *
by the hand of Moses and Aaron.