I also will of all thy works my meditation make; And of thy doings to discourse great pleasure I will take.
They shall thy kingdom's glory show, thy pow'r by speech express:
My tongue thy justice shall proclaim, continuing all day long; For they confounded are, and sham'd, that seek to do me wrong.
Race unto race shall praise thy works, and shew thy mighty deeds.
I call to mind the days of old, to meditate I use On all thy works; upon the deeds I of thy hands do muse.
Sing ye to him, sing psalms; proclaim his wondrous works each one.
Of him my meditation shall sweet thoughts to me afford; And as for me, I will rejoice in God, my only Lord.
Think on the works that he hath done, which admiration breed; His wonders, and the judgments all which from his mouth proceed;
Thy judgments righteous, O Lord, which thou of old forth gave, I did remember, and myself by them comforted have.