Psalms 138

1 David’s. I will give thee thanks with all my heart, Before the messengers of God, will I praise thee in song:

I will praise thee, O lord, with my whole heart: for thou hast heard the words of my mouth. I will sing praise to thee in the sight of his angels:

2 I will bow down towards thy holy temple, and thank thy Name, for thy lovingkindness and for thy faithfulness, For thou hast magnified, above all thy Name, thy word!

I will worship towards thy holy temple, and I will give glory to thy name. For thy mercy, and for thy truth: for thou hast magnified thy holy name above all.

3 In the day I cried unto thee, then didst thou answer me, and didst excite me, in my soul, mightily.

In what day soever I shall call upon thee, hear me: thou shall multiply strength in my soul.

4 All the kings of the earth, will thank thee, O Yahweh, when they have heard the sayings of thy mouth;

May all the kings of the earth give glory to thee: for they have heard all the words of thy mouth.

5 And they will sing of the ways of Yahweh, That great is the glory of Yahweh:

And let them sing in the ways of the Lord: for great is the glory of the Lord.

6 Though lofty is Yahweh, yet, the lowly, he regardeth, but, the haughty—afar off, doth he acknowledge.

For the Lord is high, and looketh on the low: and the high he knoweth afar off.

7 Though I walk in the midst of distress, thou wilt give me life, —Because of the anger of my foes, thou wilt thrust forth thy hand, and thy right hand, will save me:

If I shall walk in the midst of tribulation, thou wilt quicken me: and thou hast stretched forth thy hand against the wrath of my enemies: and thy right hand hath saved me.

8 Yahweh, will carry through my cause, —O Yahweh! thy lovingkindness, is age-abiding, The works of thine own hands, do not thou desert.

The Lord will repay for me: thy mercy, O Lord, endureth for ever: O despise not the work of thy hands.