Praise ye Yah! Praise, O ye servants of Yahweh, Praise the Name of Yahweh;

Causing the barren woman to dwell in household, A mother of sons in her joy! Praise ye Yah.

From the rising of the sun unto the going in thereof, Worthy to be praised, is the Name of Yahweh:

Who is like Yahweh our God? that goeth on high to dwell,

That raiseth, out of the dust, the poor, From the dunghill, uplifteth the needy;

High above all nations, is Yahweh, Above the heavens, his glory.

That cometh down low to look, through the heavens and through the earth;

Be the Name of Yahweh blessed, henceforth, even to times age-abiding.

To give a seat with nobles, with the nobles of his people!