Psalm 100

ALL men of mortall birth
That dwell in all the earth
O make a noise
To God with joyes,
And serve the Lord with mirth.
O come before his throne
With singing ev'ry one:
For certainly
The Lord most high
Ev'n he is God alone.
He made us, and not we,
Not we our selves, but he
His folk and flock
And pasture stock
He made us for to be.
With praise come to his gate
And in his Courts relate
His laud and fame,
And bless his name,
His honour celebrate.
For God is good for ever,
His mercy faileth never:
His truth doth last
All ages past,
And constant doth persever.