he hath converted my soul. He hath led me on the paths of justice, for his own name's sake.
He is thy praise, and thy God, that hath done for thee these great and terrible things, which thy eyes have seen.
And they cried one to another, and said: Holy, Holy, Holy, the Lord God of hosts, all the earth is full of his glory.
And the four living creatures had each of them six wings; and round about and within they are full of eyes. And they rested not day and night, saying: Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, who was, and who is, and who is to come.
Unto the end, a canticle of a psalm of the resurrection. Shout with joy to God, all the earth,
Behold, I shall cry suffering violence, and no one will hear: I shall cry aloud, and there is none to judge.
I cry to thee, and thou hearest me not: I stand up, and thou dost not regard me.
The mercies of the Lord I will sing for ever. I will shew forth thy truth with my mouth to generation and generation.
How long, O Lord, shall I cry, and thou wilt not hear? shall I cry out to thee suffering violence, and thou wilt not save?