1 Praise ye the Lord, the Lord’s name praise;
his servants, praise ye God.
2 Who stand in God’s house, in the courts
of our God make abode.
3 Praise ye the Lord, for he is good;
unto him praises sing:
sing praises to his name, because
it is a pleasant thing.
4 For Jacob to himself the Lord
did choose of his own will,
for his peculiar treasure he
hath chosen Israel.
5 Because I know assuredly
the Lord is very great,
and that our Lord above all gods
in glory hath his seat.
6 What things soever pleased the Lord,
that in the heaven did he,
and in the earth, the seas, and all
the places deep that be.
7 He from the ends of earth doth make
the vapours to ascend;
for rain he lightnings makes, and wind
doth from his treasures send.
8 Of Egypt’s land the first-born all
both man and beast, smote he;
9 sent Pharaoh and his servant signs,
Egypt, in midst of thee.
10 He smote great nations, great kings slew
11 Sihon the Am'rite king,
and Og of Bashan, and to nought
did Canaan’s kingdoms bring:
12 And for a goodly heritage
their pleasant land he gave,
an heritage which Israel,
his chosen folk, should have.
13 Thy name, O Lord, shall still endure,
and thy memorial
With honour shall continued be
to generations all.
14 Because the righteous God will judge
his people righteously;
concerning those that do him serve
himself repent will he.
15 The idols of the nations are
of silver and of gold,
and from the hands of men they take
their fashion and their mould.
16 Mouths have they, but they do not speak;
eyes, but they do not see;
17 ears have they, but hear not; and in
their mouths no breathings be.
18 Their makers like them are; and all
their trust in them that place.
19 Bless ye the Lord, O Israel's house;
O bless him, Aaron's race.
20 O bless the Lord, of Levi’s house
ye who his servants be;
and all ye that the Lord do fear,
his holy name bless ye.
21 From Zion, his own holy hill,
blessed let Jehovah be,
Who dwelleth at Jerusalem.
Praise to the Lord give ye.