Psalms 138

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

A Psalme of David. I will praise thee with my whole heart: euen before the gods will I praise thee.

2 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!

I will worship toward thine holy Temple and praise thy Name, because of thy louing kindenesse and for thy trueth: for thou hast magnified thy Name aboue all things by thy word.

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

When I called, then thou heardest me, and hast encreased strength in my soule.

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

All the Kings of the earth shall praise thee, O Lord: for they haue heard the wordes of thy mouth.

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

And they shall sing of the wayes of the Lord, because the glory of the Lord is great.

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

For the Lord is high: yet he beholdeth the lowly, but the proude he knoweth afarre off.

7 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:

Though I walke in the middes of trouble, yet wilt thou reuiue me: thou wilt stretch foorth thine hand vpon the wrath of mine enemies, and thy right hand shall saue me.

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

The Lord will performe his worke toward me: O Lord, thy mercie endureth for euer: forsake not the workes of thine handes.