Psalms 138

1 A psalm of David. I thank you with my whole being; I sing your praises before the heavenly beings.

David’s. I will give thee thanks with all my heart, Before the messengers of God, will I praise thee in song:

2 I bow down before your holy Temple, and I am thankful because of who you are—for your trustworthy love and faithfulness—and for the fact that your promises are even greater than what people expect of you.

I will bow down towards thy holy temple, and thank thy Name, for thy lovingkindness and for thy faithfulness, For thou hast magnified, above all thy Name, thy word!

3 On the day I cried out to you for help, you answered me. You encouraged me and made me strong.

In the day I cried unto thee, then didst thou answer me, and didst excite me, in my soul, mightily.

4 All the kings of the earth will praise you, Lord, for they have heard what you have said.

All the kings of the earth, will thank thee, O Yahweh, when they have heard the sayings of thy mouth;

5 They will sing about what the Lord has done and about the great glory of the Lord.

And they will sing of the ways of Yahweh, That great is the glory of Yahweh:

6 Though the Lord is high above, he pays attention to the lowly; but he recognizes the proud a long way off.

Though lofty is Yahweh, yet, the lowly, he regardeth, but, the haughty—afar off, doth he acknowledge.

7 Even though I walk into a great deal of trouble, you protect me. You reach out to defend me from the anger of those who hate me—your strong hand saves me.

Though I walk in the midst of distress, thou wilt give me life, —Because of the anger of my foes, thou wilt thrust forth thy hand, and thy right hand, will save me:

8 The Lord vindicates me! Lord, your trustworthy love lasts forever! Don't give up on what you have made!

Yahweh, will carry through my cause, —O Yahweh! thy lovingkindness, is age-abiding, The works of thine own hands, do not thou desert.