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A Psalme of David. Give vnto the Lord, ye sonnes of the mightie: giue vnto the Lord glorie and strength.

Giue vnto the Lord glorie due vnto his Name: worship the Lord in the glorious Sanctuarie.

The voyce of the Lord is vpon the waters: the God of glorie maketh it to thunder: the Lord is vpon the great waters.

The voyce of the Lord is mightie: the voyce of the Lord is glorious.

The voyce of the Lord breaketh the cedars: yea, the Lord breaketh the cedars of Lebanon.

The voice of the Lord deuideth the flames of sire.

The voice of the Lord maketh the wildernes to tremble: the Lord maketh the wildernes of Kadesh to tremble.

The voice of the Lord maketh the hindes to calue, and discouereth the forests: therefore in his Temple doth euery man speake of his glory.

The Lord sitteth vpon the flood, and the Lord doeth remaine King for euer.

The Lord shall giue strength vnto his people: the Lord shall blesse his people with peace.

A Psalme or song of the dedication of the house of David. I will magnifie thee, O Lord: for thou hast exalted mee, and hast not made my foe to reioyce ouer me.

O Lord my God, I cried vnto thee, and thou hast restored me.

O Lord, thou hast brought vp my soule out of the graue: thou hast reuiued me from them that goe downe into the pit.

Sing praises vnto the Lord, ye his Saintes, and giue thankes before the remembrance of his Holinesse.

For he endureth but a while in his anger: but in his fauour is life: weeping may abide at euening, but ioy commeth in the morning.

For thou Lord of thy goodnes hadest made my mountaine to stande strong: but thou didest hide thy face, and I was troubled.

Then cried I vnto thee, O Lord, and praied to my Lord.

What profite is there in my blood, when I go downe to the pit? shall the dust giue thankes vnto thee? or shall it declare thy trueth?

Heare, O Lord, and haue mercy vpon me: Lord, be thou mine helper.

Thou hast turned my mourning into ioy: thou hast loosed my sacke and girded mee with gladnesse.

Therefore shall my tongue praise thee and not cease: O Lord my God, I will giue thankes vnto thee for euer.

To him that excelleth. A Psalme of David. In thee, O Lord, haue I put my trust: let mee neuer be confounded: deliuer me in thy righteousnesse.

Bowe downe thine eare to me: make haste to deliuer mee: be vnto me a stronge rocke, and an house of defence to saue me.

For thou art my rocke and my fortresse: therefore for thy Names sake direct mee and guide me.

Drawe mee out of the nette, that they haue layde priuilie for mee: for thou art my strength.