Of David a psalm. Unto the Lord belongeth the earth with what filleth it, the world and they that dwell therein;
And riches and honor come from thee, and thou rulest over all; and in thy hand are power and might; and it is in thy hand to make great, and to give strength unto all.
Ah Lord Eternal! behold, it is thou that hast made the heavens and the earth by thy great power and by thy outstretched arm; nothing is too wonderful for thee;
The Lord maketh poor and maketh rich: he bringeth low and also lifteth up.
Great is the Lord, and greatly praised, and his greatness is unsearchable.
He it is that revealeth what is deep and secret; he knoweth what is in the darkness, and the light dwelleth with him.
And I will make them and the environs of my hill a blessing; and I will cause the rain to come down in its season; rains of blessing shall they be.
O Lord God of hosts, cause us to return: let thy countenance shine, that we may be saved.
For, while there is not a word on my tongue, lo, thou, O Lord, knowest it entirely.
Behold, I am the Lord, the God of all flesh: shall any thing be too wonderful for me?
Thine, O Lord, are the greatness, and the might, and the glory, and the victory, and the majesty, yea, all that is in the heavens and on the earth: thine, O Lord, is the kingdom, and thou art exalted as the head above all.
He who sitteth under the secret protection of the Most High, shall rest under the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say of the Lord, who is my refuge and my stronghold, my God, in whom I ever trust,