Confitebor tibi

1 Thee will I praise with my whole heart,
my Lord my God, always;
Even in the presence of the gods
I will advance thy praise.

2 Towards thy holy temple I
will look, and worship thee:
And praised in my thankful mouth
thy holy Name shall be:

3 Ev'n for thy loving-kindness' sake,
and for thy truth withal:
For thou thy Name hast by thy word
advanced over all.

4 When I did call, thou heardest me,
and thou hast made also
The power of increased strength
within my soul to grow.

5 Yea, all the kings on earth shall give
praise unto thee, O Lord:
For they of thy most holy mouth
have heard the mighty word.

6 They of the ways of God the Lord
in singing shall repeat;
Because the glory of the Lord
is so exceeding great.

7 The Lord is high, but yet he doth
the lowly man respect;
The proud he knows far off, and them
with scorn he doth reject.

8 Altho' in midst of trouble I
do walk, yet shall I stand
Reviv'd by thee; for thou, O Lord,
wilt stretch out thy right-hand.

9 Upon the wrath of all my foes,
and saved shall I be
By thy right-hand, the Lord God will
perform his work to me.

10 Thy mercies last for evermore,
Lord, do me not forsake:
Forsake me not, who am the work
which thy own hand did make.

Source: The Whole Book of Psalms #CXXXVIII