Make a Joyful Shout to God, All the Earth!

1Unto the end, a canticle of a psalm of the resurrection. Shout with joy to God, all the earth,

2sing ye a psalm to his name; give glory to his praise.

3Say unto God, How terrible are thy works, O Lord! in the multitude of thy strength thy enemies shall lie to thee.

4Let all the earth adore thee, and sing to thee: let it sing a psalm to thy name.

5Come and see the works of God; who is terrible in his counsels over the sons of men.

6Who turneth the sea into dry land, in the river they shall pass on foot: there shall we rejoice in him.

7Who by his power ruleth for ever: his eyes behold the nations; let not them that provoke him he exalted in themselves.

8O bless our God, ye Gentiles: and make the voice of his praise to be heard.

9Who hath set my soul to live: and hath not suffered my feet to be moved:

10For thou, O God, hast proved us: thou hast tried us by fire, as silver is tried.

11Thou hast brought us into a net, thou hast laid afflictions on our back:

12thou hast set men over our heads. We have passed through tire and water, and thou hast brought us out into a refreshment.

13I will go into thy house with burnt offerings: I will pay thee my vows,

14which my lips have uttered, And my mouth hath spoken, when I was in trouble.

15I will offer up to thee holocausts full of marrow, with burnt offerings of rams: I will offer to thee bullocks with goats.

16Come and hear, all ye that fear God, and I will tell you what great things he hath done for my soul.

17I cried to him with my mouth: and I extolled him with my tongue.

18If I have looked at iniquity in my heart, the Lord will not hear me.

19Therefore hath God heard me, and hath attended to the voice of my supplication.

20Blessed be God, who hath not turned away my prayer, nor his mercy from me.