Let people praise thee, Lord; let people all thee praise.
O let not those that be oppress'd return again with shame: Let those that poor and needy are give praise unto thy name.
Let people praise thee, Lord; let them praise thee, both great and small.
From prison bring my soul, that I thy name may glorify: The just shall compass me, when thou with me deal'st bounteously.
O let my soul live, and it shall give praises unto thee; And let thy judgments gracious be helpful unto me.
Thy name remember'd I will make through ages all to be: The people therefore evermore shall praises give to thee.