Psalm CXIII

Praise ye the Lord his servants all,
Praise [our great] God with one acoord;
(With joyful hearts, and chearful voice)
Praise the name of the [world's great] Lord.

Blest be the Lord's renowned name,
[Ever] his praise continue shall;

From East to West, through all the world,
God's Name [is to] be prais'd of all.

The Lord in Glory dwells on high,
[And] over [all] the Nations reigns;
His glory is above the heav'ns,
[No place] no limits him contains.

O who is like to our great God?
Who from high [Glory] looketh forth

To heav'n and its inhabitants,
And minds what's done [below] on earth.

He from the dust doth raise the poor,
And [needy] from the dunghill brings;

That he like Princes may them make,
Even [Princes] with his people's Kings.

He to the barren woman doth
A [numerous] family afford;
A joyful mother maketh her
Of [many] Children: Praise the Lord.