Psalm 97

Dominus regnavit
1
The Lord is King, the earth may be glad thereof  *
yea, the multitude of the isles may be glad thereof.
2
Clouds and darkness are round about him *
righteousness and judgement are the habitation of his seat.
3
There shall go a fire before him *
and burn up his enemies on every side.
4
His lightnings gave shine unto the world *
the earth saw it, and was afraid.
5
The hills melted like wax at the presence of the Lord *
at the presence of the Lord of the whole earth.
6
The heavens have declared his righteousness *
and all the people have seen his glory.
7
Confounded be all they that worship carved images, and that delight in vain gods *
worship him, all ye gods.
8
Sion heard of it, and rejoiced *
and the daughters of Judah were glad, because of thy judgements, O Lord.
9
For thou, Lord, art higher than all that are in the earth *
thou art exalted far above all gods.
10
O ye that love the Lord, see that ye hate the thing which is evil *
the Lord preserveth the souls of his saints; he shall deliver them from the hand of the ungodly.
11
There is sprung up a light for the righteous *
and joyful gladness for such as are true-hearted.
12
Rejoice in the Lord, ye righteous *
and give thanks for a remembrance of his holiness.

Psalm 138

Confitebor tibi
1
I will give thanks unto thee, O Lord, with my whole heart  *
even before the gods will I sing praise unto thee.
2
I will worship toward thy holy temple, and praise thy Name, because of thy loving-kindness and truth *
for thou hast magnified thy Name and thy word above all things.
3
When I called upon thee, thou heardest me *
and enduedst my soul with much strength.
4
All the kings of the earth shall praise thee, O Lord *
for they have heard the words of thy mouth.
5
Yea, they shall sing in the ways of the Lord *
that great is the glory of the Lord.
6
For though the Lord be high, yet hath he respect unto the lowly *
as for the proud, he beholdeth them afar off.
7
Though I walk in the midst of trouble, yet shalt thou refresh me *
thou shalt stretch forth thy hand upon the furiousness of mine enemies, and thy right hand shall save me.
8
The lord shall make good his loving-kindness toward me *
yea, thy mercy, O Lord, endureth for ever; despise not then the works of thine own hands.