But you are holy, O you who are seated among the praises of Israel.
Whoever makes an offering of praise gives glory to me; and to him who is upright in his ways I will make clear the salvation of God.
He is your God, the God of your praise, your God who has done for you all these works of power which your eyes have seen.
And one said in a loud voice to another, Holy, holy, holy, is the Lord of armies: all the earth is full of his glory.
And the four beasts, having every one of them six wings, are full of eyes round about and inside: and without resting day and night, they say, Holy, holy, holy, Lord God, Ruler of all, who was and is and is to come.
Give high honour to the Lord our God, worshipping with your faces turned to his holy hill; for the Lord our God is holy.
To the chief music-maker. A Psalm. Of David. A Song. It is right for you, O God, to have praise in Zion: to you let the offering be made.
The Lord is upright in all his ways, and kind in all his works.
Truly, I make an outcry against the violent man, but there is no answer: I give a cry for help, but no one takes up my cause.
You give no answer to my cry, and take no note of my prayer.
Let my prayer come before you; give ear to my cry:
How long, O Lord, will your ears be shut to my voice? I make an outcry to you about violent behaviour, but you do not send salvation.