When I consider thy heavens, the work of thy fingers, The moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained;

There will I make the horn of David to bud: I have ordained a lamp for mine anointed.

Thine eyes did see mine unformed substance; And in thy book they were all written, Even the days that were ordained for me , When as yet there was none of them.

Then will I go unto the altar of God, Unto God my exceeding joy; And upon the harp will I praise thee, O God, my God.

My soul thirsteth for God, for the living God: When shall I come and appear before God?

The earth trembled, The heavens also dropped rain at the presence of God: Yon Sinai trembled at the presence of God, the God of Israel.

O God, thou art terrible out of thy holy places: The God of Israel, he giveth strength and power unto his people. Blessed be God.

Thy way, O God, is in the sanctuary: Who is a great god like unto God?