Make a Joyful Noise
(Psalm 100:1–5)

1To him that excelleth. A song or Psalme. Reioyce in God, all ye inhabitants of the earth.

2Sing forth the glory of his name: make his praise glorious.

3Say vnto God, Howe terrible art thou in thy workes! through the greatnesse of thy power shall thine enemies be in subiection vnto thee.

4All the worlde shall worship thee, and sing vnto thee, euen sing of thy Name. Selah.

5Come and beholde the workes of God: he is terrible in his doing towarde the sonnes of men.

6He hath turned the Sea into drie land: they passe through the riuer on foote: there did we reioyce in him.

7He ruleth the worlde with his power: his eyes beholde the nations: the rebellious shall not exalt them selues. Selah.

8Prayse our God, ye people, and make the voyce of his prayse to be heard.

9Which holdeth our soules in life, and suffereth not our feete to slippe.

10For thou, O God, hast proued vs, thou hast tryed vs as siluer is tryed.

11Thou hast brought vs into the snare, and layed a strait chaine vpon our loynes.

12Thou hast caused men to ryde ouer our heads: we went into fire and into water, but thou broughtest vs out into a welthie place.

13I will go into thine House with burnt offrings, and will pay thee my vowes,

14Which my lippes haue promised, and my mouth hath spoken in mine affliction.

15I will offer vnto thee the burnt offerings of fat rammes with incense: I will prepare bullocks and goates. Selah.

16Come and hearken, all ye that feare God, and I will tell you what he hath done to my soule.

17I called vnto him with my mouth, and he was exalted with my tongue.

18If I regard wickednesse in mine heart, the Lord will not heare me.

19But God hath heard me, & considered the voyce of my prayer.

20Praysed be God, which hath not put backe my prayer, nor his mercie from me.