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.
Praise God with harp, and unto him sing with the psaltery; Upon a ten-string'd instrument make ye sweet melody.
For God is our defence; and he to us doth safety bring: The Holy One of Israel is our almighty King.
A new song I to thee will sing, Lord, on a psaltery; I on a ten-string'd instrument will praises sing to thee.
He mindful of his grace and truth to Isr'el's house hath been; And the salvation of our God all ends of th' earth have seen.
Before the gods: And worship will toward thy sanctuary. I'll praise thy name, ev'n for thy truth, and kindness of thy love; For thou thy word hast magnify'd all thy great name above.
God's mercies I will ever sing; and with my mouth I shall Thy faithfulness make to be known to generations all.
Yea, turning back, they tempted God, and limits set upon Him, who in midst of Isr'el is the only Holy One.
In God I'll praise his word; I will not fear what flesh can do, my trust is in the Lord.
The whole paths of the Lord are truth and mercy sure, To those that do his cov'nant keep, and testimonies pure.
Then will I to God's altar go, to God my chiefest joy: Yea, God, my God, thy name to praise my harp I will employ.
Let all the earth unto the Lord send forth a joyful noise; Lift up your voice aloud to him, sing praises, and rejoice.
With harp, with harp, and voice of psalms, unto JEHOVAH sing: