To the chief Musician, A Song or Psalm.
^1All lands to God in joyful sounds,
aloft your voices raise.
^2Sing forth the honour of his name,
and glorious make his praise.
^3Say unto God, How terrible
in all thy works art thou!
Through thy great pow'r thy foes to thee
shall be constrain'd to bow.
^4All on the earth shall worship thee,
they shall thy praise proclaim
In songs: they shall sing cheerfully
unto thy holy name.
^5Come, and the works that God hath wrought
with admiration see:
In's working to the sons of men
most terrible is he.
^6Into dry land the sea he turn'd,
and they a passage had;
Ev'n marching through the flood on foot,
there we in him were glad.
^7He ruleth ever by his pow'r;
his eyes the nations see:
O let not the rebellious ones
lift up themselves on high.
^8Ye people, bless our God; aloud
the voice speak of his praise:
^9Our soul in life who safe preserves,
our foot from sliding stays.
^10For thou didst prove and try us, Lord,
as men do silver try;
^11Brought'st us into the net, and mad'st
bands on our loins to lie.
^12Thou hast caus'd men ride o'er our heads;
and though that we did pass
Through fire and water, yet thou brought'st
us to a wealthy place.
^13I'll bring burnt off rings to thy house;
to thee my vows I'll pay,
^14Which my lips utter'd, my mouth spake,
when trouble on me lay.
^15Burnt-sacrifices of fat rams
with incense I will bring;
Of bullocks and of goats I will
present an offering.
^16All that fear God, come, hear, I'll tell
what he did for my soul.
^17I with my mouth unto him cry'd,
my tongue did him extol.
^18If in my heart I sin regard,
the Lord me will not hear:
^19But surely God me heard, and to
my prayer's voice gave ear.
^20O let the Lord, our gracious God,
for ever blessed be,
Who turned not my pray'r from him,
nor yet his grace from me.