Psalms, 137
Thanksgiving to God for his benefits.
Confitebor tibi.
[1] For David himself. I will praise thee, O Lord, with my whole heart: for thou hast heard the words of my mouth. I will sing praise to thee in the sight of the angels: •
[2] I will worship towards thy holy temple, and I will give glory to thy name. For thy mercy, and for thy truth: for thou hast magnified thy holy name above all. •
[3] In what day soever I shall call upon thee, hear me: thou shalt multiply strength in my soul.
[4] May all the kings of the earth give glory to thee: for they have heard all the words of thy mouth. •
[5] And let them sing in the ways of the Lord: for great is the glory of the Lord. •
[6] For the Lord is high, and looketh on the low: and the high he knoweth afar off. •
[7] If I shall walk in the midst of tribulation, thou wilt quicken me: and thou hast stretched forth thy hand against the wrath of my enemies: and thy right hand hath saved me. •
[8] The Lord will repay for me: thy mercy, O Lord, endureth for ever: O despise not the works of thy hands. •