Thou hast given joy in my heart, From the time their corn and their wine Have been multiplied.

Lest mine enemy say, 'I overcame him,' Mine adversaries joy when I am moved.

For Thou makest him blessings for ever, Thou dost cause him to rejoice with joy, By Thy countenance.

Thou hast turned my mourning to dancing for me, Thou hast loosed my sackcloth, And girdest me with joy.

And I go in unto the altar of God, Unto God, the joy of my rejoicing. And I thank Thee with a harp, O God, my God.

Thou hast loved righteousness and hatest wickedness, Therefore God, thy God, hath anointed thee, Oil of joy above thy companions.

They are brought with joy and gladness, They come into the palace of the king.

Beautiful for elevation, A joy of all the land, is Mount Zion, The sides of the north, the city of a great king.

Thou causest me to hear joy and gladness, Thou makest joyful bones Thou hast bruised.

Restore to me the joy of Thy salvation, And a willing spirit doth sustain me.

O God, break their teeth in their mouth, The jaw-teeth of young lions break down, O Jehovah.

Drop do the pastures of a wilderness, And joy of the heights Thou girdest on.

And the righteous rejoice, they exult before God, And they joy with gladness.

Sing ye to God -- praise His name, Raise up a highway for Him who is riding in deserts, In Jah is His name, and exult before Him.

Thou hast ascended on high, Thou hast taken captive captivity, Thou hast taken gifts for men, That even the refractory may rest, O Jah God.

Let all those seeking Thee joy and be glad in Thee, And let those loving Thy salvation Say continually, 'God is magnified.'

I mention the doings of Jah, For I remember of old Thy wonders,

O Jehovah, God of Hosts, Who is like Thee -- a strong Jah? And Thy faithfulness is round about Thee.

O the happiness of the man Whom Thou instructest, O Jah, And out of Thy law teachest him,

The heavens joy, and the earth is joyful, The sea and its fulness roar.

Light is sown for the righteous, And for the upright of heart -- joy.

Serve Jehovah with joy, come before him with singing.

This is written for a later generation, And the people created do praise Jah.

And He bringeth forth His people with joy, With singing His chosen ones.

Praise ye Jah, give thanks to Jehovah, For good, for to the age, is His kindness.

To look on the good of Thy chosen ones, To rejoice in the joy of Thy nation, To boast myself with Thine inheritance.

Blessed is Jehovah, God of Israel, From the age even unto the age. And all the people said, 'Amen, praise Jah!'

Praise ye Jah! I thank Jehovah with the whole heart, In the secret meeting of the upright, And of the company.

Praise ye Jah! O the happiness of one fearing Jehovah, In His commands he hath delighted greatly.

Praise ye Jah! Praise, ye servants of Jehovah. Praise the name of Jehovah.

Causing the barren one of the house to sit, A joyful mother of sons; praise ye Jah!

The dead praise not Jah, Nor any going down to silence.

And we, we bless Jah, From henceforth, and unto the age. Praise ye Jah!

In the courts of the house of Jehovah, In thy midst, O Jerusalem, praise ye Jah!

For mighty to us hath been His kindness, And the truth of Jehovah is to the age. Praise ye Jah!

From the straitness I called Jah, Jah answered me in a broad place.

My strength and song is Jah, And He is to me for salvation.

I do not die, but live, And recount the works of Jah,

Jah hath sorely chastened me, And to death hath not given me up.

Open ye to me gates of righteousness, I enter into them -- I thank Jah.

I have inherited Thy testimonies to the age, For the joy of my heart are they.

For thither have tribes gone up, Tribes of Jah, companies of Israel, To give thanks to the name of Jehovah.

Praise ye Jah! Praise ye the name of Jehovah, Praise, ye servants of Jehovah,

Praise ye Jah! for Jehovah is good, Sing praise to His name, for it is pleasant.

For Jacob hath Jah chosen for Himself, Israel for His peculiar treasure.

Blessed is Jehovah from Zion, Inhabiting Jerusalem -- praise ye Jah!

For there our captors asked us the words of a song, And our spoilers -- joy: 'Sing ye to us of a song of Zion.'

My tongue doth cleave to my palate, If I do not remember thee, If I do not exalt Jerusalem above my chief joy.

Praise ye Jah! Praise, O my soul, Jehovah.

Jehovah doth reign to the age, Thy God, O Zion, to generation and generation, Praise ye Jah!

Praise ye Jah! For it is good to praise our God, For pleasant -- comely is praise.

He hath not done so to any nation, As to judgments, they have not known them. Praise ye Jah!

Praise ye Jah! Praise ye Jehovah from the heavens, Praise ye Him in high places.

And He exalteth the horn of His people, The praise of all His saints, Of the sons of Israel, a people near Him. Praise ye Jah!

Praise ye Jah! Sing ye to Jehovah a new song, His praise in an assembly of saints.

Israel doth rejoice in his Maker, Sons of Zion do joy in their king.

To do among them the judgment written, An honour it is for all his saints. Praise ye Jah!

Praise ye Jah! Praise ye God in His holy place, Praise Him in the expanse of His strength.

All that doth breathe doth praise Jah! Praise ye Jah!