Many, O Jehovah my God, are the wonderful works which thou hast done,\par\tab And thy thoughts which are to us-ward;\par\tab They cannot be set in order unto thee;\par\tab If I would declare and speak of them,\par\tab They are more than can be numbered.
For innumerable evils have compassed me about;\par\tab Mine iniquities have overtaken me, so that I am not able to look up;\par\tab They are more than the hairs of my head;\par\tab And my heart hath failed me.
Far from the noise of archers, in the places of drawing water, There shall they rehearse the righteous acts of Jehovah, Even the righteous acts of his rule in Israel. Then the people of Jehovah went down to the gates.