1 Behold, bless ye the Lord, all ye
that his attendants are,
Ev’n you that in God’s temple be,
and praise him nightly there.
2 Your hands within God’s holy place
lift up, and praise his name.
3 From Sion’ hill the Lord thee bless,
that heav’n and earth did frame.
1 Lord, from the depths to thee I cry’d.
2 My voice, Lord, do thou hear:
Unto my supplication’s voice
give an attentive ear.
3 Lord, who shall stand, if thou, O Lord,
should’st mark iniquity?
4 But yet with thee forgiveness is,
that fear’d thou mayest be.
5 I wait for God, my soul doth wait,
my hope is in his word.
6 More than they that for morning watch,
my soul waits for the Lord;
I say, more than they that do watch
the morning light to see.
7 Let Israel hope in the Lord,
for with him mercies be;
And plenteous redemption
is ever found with him.
8 And from all his iniquities
he Isr’el shall redeem.
1 David, and his afflictions all,
Lord, do thou think upon;
2 How unto God he sware, and vow’d
to Jacob’s mighty One.
3 I will not come within my house,
nor rest in bed at all;
4 Nor shall mine eyes take any sleep,
nor eyelids slumber shall;
5 Till for the Lord a place I find,
where he may make abode;
A place of habitation
for Jacob’s mighty God.
6 Lo, at the place of Ephratah
of it we understood;
And we did find it in the fields,
and city of the wood.
7 We’ll go into his tabernacles,
and at his footstool bow.
8 Arise, O Lord, into thy rest,
th’ ark of thy strength, and thou.
9 O let thy priests be clothed, Lord,
with truth and righteousness;
And let all those that are thy saints
shout loud for joyfulness.
10 For thine own servant David’s sake,
do not deny thy grace;
Nor of thine own anointed one
turn thou away the face.
11 The Lord in truth to David sware,
he will not turn from it,
I of thy body’s fruit will make
upon thy throne to sit.
12 My cov’nant if thy sons will keep,
and laws to them made known,
Their children then shall also sit
for ever on thy throne.
13 For God of Sion hath made choice;
there he desires to dwell.
14 This is my rest, here still I’ll stay;
for I do like it well.
15 Her food I’ll greatly bless; her poor
with bread will satisfy.
16 Her priests I’ll clothe with health; her saints
shall shout forth joyfully.
17 And there will I make David’s horn
to bud forth pleasantly:
For him that mine anointed is
a lamp ordain’d have I.
18 As with a garment I will clothe
with shame his en’mies all:
But yet the crown that he doth wear
upon him flourish shall.
1 Praise ye the Lord, the Lord’s name praise;
his servants, praise ye God.
2 Who stand in God’s house, in the courts
of our God make abode.
3 Praise ye the Lord, for he is good;
unto him praises sing:
Sing praises to his name, because
it is a pleasant thing.
4 For Jacob to himself the Lord
did chuse of his good pleasure,
And he hath chosen Israel
for his peculiar treasure.
5 Because I know assuredly
the Lord is very great,
And that our Lord above all gods
in glory hath his seat.
6 What things soever pleas’d the Lord,
that in the heav’n did he,
And in the earth, the seas, and all
the places deep that be.
7 He from the ends of earth doth make
the vapours to ascend;
With rain he lightnings makes, and wind
doth from his treasures send.
8 Egypt’s first-born, from man to beast
9 who smote. Strange tokens he
On Phar’oh and his servants sent,
Egypt, in midst of thee.
10 He smote great nations, slew great kings:
11 Sihon of Heshbon king,
And Og of Bashan, and to nought
did Canaan’s kingdoms bring:
12 And for a wealthy heritage
their pleasant land he gave,
An heritage which Israel,
his chosen folk, should have.
13 Thy name, O Lord, shall still endure,
and thy memorial
With honour shall continu’d be
to generations all.
14 For why? the righteous God will judge
his people righteously;
Concerning those that do him serve,
himself repent will he.
15 The idols of the nations
of silver are and gold,
And by the hands of men is made
their fashion and mould.
16 Mouths have they, but they do not speak;
eyes, but they do not see;
17 Ears have they, but hear not; and in
their mouths no breathing be.
18 Their makers are like them; so are
all that on them rely.
19 O Isr’el’s house, bless God; bless God,
O Aaron’s family.
20 O bless the Lord, of Levi’s house
ye who his servants are;
And bless the holy name of God,
all ye the Lord that fear.
21 And blessed be the Lord our God
from Sion’s holy hill,
Who dwelleth at Jerusalem.
The Lord O praise ye still.
1 My heart not haughty is, O Lord,
mine eyes not lofty be;
Nor do I deal in matters great,
or things too high for me.
2 I surely have myself behav’d
with quiet sp’rit and mild,
As child of mother wean’d: my soul
is like a weaned child.
3 Upon the Lord let all the hope
of Israel rely,
Ev’n from the time that present is
unto eternity.