Psalms 66:1-17

¹To victory, the song of the psalm. All the earth, make ye joy heartily to God,

²say ye psalm to his name; give ye glory to his praising.

³Say ye to God, Lord, thy works be full dreadful; in the multitude of thy virtue thine enemies shall lie down to thee.

⁴God, all the earth worship thee, and sing to thee; say it psalm to thy name.

⁵Come ye and see ye the works of God; fearedful in counsels on the sons of men.

⁶Which turned the sea into dry land; in the flood they shall pass through with foot, there we shall be glad in him.

⁷The which is Lord in his virtue without end, his eyes behold on folks; they that make sharp be not enhanced in themselves.

⁸Ye heathen men, bless our God; and make ye heard the voice of his praising.

⁹That hath set my soul to life, and gave not my feet into stirring.

¹⁰For thou, God, hast proved us; thou hast examined us by fire, as silver is examined.

¹¹Thou leddest us into a snare, thou puttedest tribulations in our back;

¹²thou settedest or puttest men on our heads. We passed by or through fire and water; and thou leddest us out into refreshing.

¹³I shall enter into thine house in burnt sacrifices; I shall yield to thee my vows,

¹⁴which my lips spake distinctly. And my mouth spake in my tribulation;

¹⁵I shall offer to thee burnt sacrifices full of marrow, with the burning of rams; I shall offer to thee oxes or oxen with bucks of goats.

¹⁶All ye that dread God, come and hear, and I shall tell; how great things he hath done to my soul.

¹⁷I cried to him with my mouth; and I joyed fully or full out joyed under my tongue.