God

Therefore he brought down their heart with labor; They fell down, and there was none to help.

Then they cried unto Jehovah in their trouble, And he saved them out of their distresses.

Oh that men would praise Jehovah for his lovingkindness, And for his wonderful works to the children of men!

For he hath broken the gates of brass, And cut the bars of iron in sunder.

Then they cry unto Jehovah in their trouble, And he saveth them out of their distresses.

He sendeth his word, and healeth them, And delivereth them from their destructions.

Oh that men would praise Jehovah for his lovingkindness, And for his wonderful works to the children of men!

And let them offer the sacrifices of thanksgiving, And declare his works with singing.

These see the works of Jehovah, And his wonders in the deep.

For he commandeth, and raiseth the stormy wind, Which lifteth up the waves thereof.

Then they cry unto Jehovah in their trouble, And he bringeth them out of their distresses.

Then are they glad because they are quiet; So he bringeth them unto their desired haven.

Oh that men would praise Jehovah for his lovingkindness, And for his wonderful works to the children of men!

Let them exalt him also in the assembly of the people, And praise him in the seat of the elders.

And there he maketh the hungry to dwell, That they may prepare a city of habitation,

Yet setteth he the needy on high from affliction, And maketh him families like a flock.

Whoso is wise will give heed to these things; And they will consider the lovingkindnesses of Jehovah.

My heart is fixed, O God; I will sing, yea, I will sing praises, even with my glory.

I will give thanks unto thee, O Jehovah, among the peoples; And I will sing praises unto thee among the nations.

For thy lovingkindness is great above the heavens; And thy truth reacheth unto the skies.

Be thou exalted, O God, above the heavens, And thy glory above all the earth.

That thy beloved may be delivered, Save with thy right hand, and answer us.

God hath spoken in his holiness: I will exult; I will divide Shechem, and mete out the valley of Succoth.

Moab is my washpot; Upon Edom will I cast my shoe; Over Philistia will I shout.

Hast not thou cast us off, O God? And thou goest not forth, O God, with our hosts.