1 Into the end, for the privates of the son, the psalm of David. Lord, I shall acknowledge to thee in all mine heart; I shall tell all thy marvels. (For the choirmaster, to the tune of ‘The death of the son’, a song by David. Lord, I shall praise thee with all my heart; I shall tell of all thy marvellous deeds.)
2 Thou Highest, I shall be glad, and I shall be fully joyful in thee; I shall sing to thy name. (O Most High, I shall be glad, and I shall rejoice in thee; I shall sing to thy name.)
3 For thou turnest mine enemy aback; they shall be made feeble, and shall perish from thy face, (or they shall be made weak, and they shall perish before thee).