Lord, the multitude of thy sweet-ness is full great; which thou hast hid to men dreading thee. Thou hast made a perfect thing to them that hope in thee; in the sight of the sons of men.
My Lord God, thou hast made thy marvels many; and in thy thoughts none is, that is like thee toward us. I told and I spake; and they be multiplied above number.
Thou wouldest or desiredest not sacrifice and offering; but thou madest perfectly ears to me. Thou askedest not burnt sacrifice, and other sacrifice for sin;