1 To the overseer; a song of chanting. Shout ye for joy to God, all the earth: 2 Play ye on the harp, the glory of his name: set the glory of his praise. 3 Say to God, How terrible thy works! in the multitude of thy strength thine enemies shall lie to thee. 4 All the earth shall worship to thee, and they shall play on the harp to thee; they shall play on the harp to thy name. Silence.
5 Come and see ye the works of God: terrible the doing upon the sons of man. 6 He turned the sea into dry land: they will pass through the river on foot: there we shall rejoice in him. 7 Ruling by his strength forever; his eyes will look about upon the nations: they turning away shall not lift up for themselves. Silence. 8 Ye peoples bless our God, and cause the voice of his praise to be heard. 9 He set our soul in life, and he gave not our feet to waver.
10 For thou didst try us, O God, thou didst prove us as purifying of silver. 11 Thou broughtest us into the net; thou didst set a heavy burden upon our loins. 12 Thou didst cause men to ride upon our head; we went through fire and through water: and thou wilt bring us forth to abundance.
13 I will go into thine house with 'burnt-offerings: I will repay to thee my vows, 14 Which my lips opened and my month spake in straits to me. 15 I will bring up to thee burnt-offerings of marrows with incense of rams; I will do oxen with he goats. Silence.
16 Come, hear, and I will recount, all ye fearing God, what he did for my soul 17 I called to him with my mouth, and he was lifted up under my tongue. 18 If I saw vanity in my heart, Jehovah will not hear. 19 Surely God heard; he attended upon the voice of my prayer. 20 Praised be God who turned not away my prayer, and his mercy from me.