^1Praise ye the Lord: unto him sing

a new song, and his praise

In the assembly of his saints

in sweet psalms do ye raise.

^2Let Isr'el in his Maker joy,

and to him praises sing:

Let all that Sion's children are

be joyful in their King.

^3O let them unto his great name

give praises in the dance;

Let them with timbrel and with harp

in songs his praise advance.

^4For God doth pleasure take in those

that his own people be;

And he with his salvation

the meek will beautify.

^5And in his glory excellent

let all his saints rejoice:

Let them to him upon their beds

aloud lift up their voice.

^6Let in their mouth aloft be rais'd

the high praise of the Lord,

And let them have in their right hand

a sharp two-edged sword;

^7To execute the vengeance due

upon the heathen all,

And make deserved punishment

upon the people fall.

^8And ev'n with chains, as pris'ners, bind

their kings that them command;

Yea, and with iron fetters strong,

the nobles of their land.

^9On them the judgment to perform

found written in his word:

This honour is to all his saints.

O do ye praise the Lord.