THE PSALMS of DAVID, PSALM CXXXVIII

With my whole Heart, my Sacrifice Of Praise, to Thee, I'll bring; And openly, before the Gods, Thy Praise, my God, I'll sing. Towards thy holy House I'll bow, Thy Grace, and Truth, proclaim; For over all, thou by thy Word, Hast magnify'd thy Name. God, in the Day I made my Cry, A speedy Answer gave; Did Strength encrease thro' all my Soul, And from my Tears me save. Lord, Thee, all Kings on Earth, shall praise; When they shall hear thy Word. They, in Iehovah's Ways, shall sing; For great's thy Glory, Lord. For tho' the Lord's enthron'd on high, The Humble he respects; But he far off beholds the Proud, And with Disdain rejects. Tho' circled with Distress, I walk, Thee quick'ning me I have; Thou'lt stretch thy Hand on my Foe's Wrath Thy Right-hand will me save. What Mercy has for me begun, The Lord will perfect make; Thy Mercy fails not, Lord; the Work Of thy Hands ne'er forsake.