And so will I perpetually sing praise unto thy name; That having made my vows, I may each day perform the same.
Praise waits for thee in Sion, Lord: to thee vows paid shall be.
So we thy folk, and pasture-sheep, shall give thee thanks always; And unto generations all we will shew forth thy praise.
Thee, ev'n thy truth, I'll also praise, my God, with psaltery: Thou Holy One of Israel, with harp I'll sing to thee.
I'll praise God while I live; While I have being to my God in songs I'll praises give.
That sing thy praise my glory may, and never silent be. O Lord my God, for evermore I will give thanks to thee.
For ills past reck'ning compass me, and mine iniquities Such hold upon me taken have, I cannot lift mine eyes: They more than hairs are on mine head, thence is my heart dismay'd.
The praises of thy wonders, Lord, the heavens shall express; And in the congregation of saints thy faithfulness.