^1Praise ye the Lord: unto him sing
a new song, and his praise
In the assembly of his saints
in sweet psalms do ye raise.
^2Let Isr'el in his Maker joy,
and to him praises sing:
Let all that Sion's children are
be joyful in their King.
^3O let them unto his great name
give praises in the dance;
Let them with timbrel and with harp
in songs his praise advance.
^4For God doth pleasure take in those
that his own people be;
And he with his salvation
the meek will beautify.
^5And in his glory excellent
let all his saints rejoice:
Let them to him upon their beds
aloud lift up their voice.
^6Let in their mouth aloft be rais'd
the high praise of the Lord,
And let them have in their right hand
a sharp two-edged sword;
^7To execute the vengeance due
upon the heathen all,
And make deserved punishment
upon the people fall.
^8And ev'n with chains, as pris'ners, bind
their kings that them command;
Yea, and with iron fetters strong,
the nobles of their land.
^9On them the judgment to perform
found written in his word:
This honour is to all his saints.
O do ye praise the Lord.