Psalm CXXXVIII

With my whole heart I will thee praise,
Before the Gods [thy praise] I'le sing:

I'le tow'rd thy holy Temple bow,
And praise thy name, O [glorious] King.
Even for thy loving kindness great,
And for thy [holy] truth, O Lord;
Above all thy instructing name
Thou hast advanc'd thy [sacred] word.

In my sad days thou answered'st me,
When I to thee did [pray and] cry;
And thou my feeble soul with strength
Didst [kindly] strenghthen inwardly.

All Kings on earth shall praise the Lord,
When they shall hear [and know] thy word;
And singing shall walk in thy ways,
So great's thy [fame and] glory, Lord.

The God that's infinitely high,
The lowly [men he] doth respect;
But knows the proud as afar off,
And with disdain [doth them] reject.

Though I in midst of trouble walk,
[Thou wilt] revive me, and extend
Thy hand against mine enemies wrath,
[And] thy [right] hand shall me defend.

All that my welfare doth concern,
The Lord [at last] will perfect make;
O Lord, thy mercy endless is,
Do not thy [handy] work forsake.