I in my house of pilgrimage thy laws my songs do make.
Thy statutes have been my songs In the house of my pilgrimage.
Your statutes have been my songs in the house of my pilgrimage.
Your statutes have been my songs of praise wherever I lived as an immigrant.
Wherefore is it that thou, O Lord, dost stand from us afar? And wherefore hidest thou thyself, when times so troublous are?
God's mercies I will ever sing; and with my mouth I shall Thy faithfulness make to be known to generations all.