1 To the chiefe musician, a song or Psalme. Make a ioyfull noise vnto God, all yee lands.
2 Sing forth the honour of his name: make his praise glorious.
3 Say vnto God, How terrible art thou in thy workes? through the greatnesse of thy power shall thine enemies submit themselues vnto thee.
4 All the earth shall worship thee; and shall sing vnto thee, they shall sing to thy name; Selah.
5 Come and see the workes of God: he is terrible in his doing toward the children of men.
6 He turned the sea into dry land: they went through the flood on foote, there did we reioyce in him.
7 He ruleth by his power for euer, his eyes behold the nations: let not the rebellious exalt themselues. Selah.
8 O blesse our God, yee people, and make the voice of his praise to be heard.
9 Which holdeth our soule in life, and suffereth not our feete to be moued.
10 For thou, O God, hast proued vs: thou hast tried vs, as siluer is tryed.
11 Thou broughtest vs into the net; thou layedst affliction vpon our loynes.
12 Thou hast caused men to ride ouer our heads, we went through fire, and through water: but thou broughtest vs out into a wealthy place.
13 I will goe into thy house, with burnt offerings: I will pay thee my vowes,
14 Which my lips haue vttered, and my mouth hath spoken, when I was in trouble.
15 I will offer vnto thee burnt sacrifices of fatlings, with the incense of rammes: I will offer bullockes with goates. Selah.
16 Come and heare all ye that feare God, and I will declare what he hath done for my soule.
17 I cried vnto him with my mouth: and he was extolled with my tongue.
18 If I regard iniquitie in my heart: the Lord will not heare me.
19 But verily God hath heard mee; hee hath attended to the voice of my prayer.
20 Blessed bee God, which hath not turned away my prayer, nor his mercie from me.