I'll bring burnt off 'rings to thy house; to thee my vows I'll pay,
O enter then his gates with praise, Approach with joy his courts unto: Praise, laud, and bless his name always, For it is seemly so to do.
Thy vows upon me are, O God: I'll render praise to thee.
O set ye open unto me the gates of righteousness; Then will I enter into them, and I the Lord will bless.
I'll pay my vows now to the Lord before his people all.
God is the Lord, who unto us hath made light to arise: Bind ye unto the altar's horns with cords the sacrifice.
Within the congregation great my praise shall be of thee; My vows before them that him fear shall be perform'd by me.
O thou that hearer art of pray'r, all flesh shall come to thee.