Joyful Thanksgiving

1So that then thou shalt saye: O LORDE, I thanke the, for thou wast displeased at me, but thou hast refrayned thy wrath, and hast mercy vpon me.

2Beholde, God is my health, in whom I trust, and am not afrayde. For the LORDE God is my strength, and my prayse, he also shalbe my refuge.

3Therfore with ioye shal ye drawe water out of the welles of the Sauioure,

4and then shal ye saye: Let vs geue thankes vnto the lorde, and call vpon his name, and declare his councels amonge the people, and kepe them in remembraunce, for his name is excellet.

5O synge praises vnto the LORDE, for he doth greate thinges, as it is knowne in all the worlde.

6Crie out, and be glad, thou that dwellest in Sion, for greate is thy prince: the holy one of Israel.