1[To the chiefe musician, a Psalme and song of Dauid.] Praise waiteth for thee, O God, in Sion: and vnto thee shall the vowe be performed. 2O thou that hearest prayer, vnto thee shall all flesh come. 3Iniquities preuaile against me: as for our transgressions, thou shalt purge them away.4Blessed is the man whom thou choosest and causest to approach vnto thee, that hee may dwell in thy Courts: we shalbe satisfied with the goodnesse of thy house, euen of thy holy temple. 5By terrible things in righteousnesse, wilt thou answere vs, O God of our saluation: who art the confidence of all the ends of the earth, and of them that are a farre off vpon the sea.