Chapter 144

A nd shall I not extol thee, my God, my king; shall I not bless thy name for ever and for evermore?

B lessing shall be thine, day after day; for ever and for evermore praised be thy name.

C an any praise be worthy of the Lord’s majesty, any thought set limits to his greatness?

D own the ages the story of thy deeds is told, thy power is ever acclaimed;

e ach magnifies thy unapproachable glory, makes known thy wonders.

F earful are the tales they tell of thy power, proclaiming thy magnificence;

g rateful their memory of all thy goodness, as they boast of thy just dealings.

H ow gracious the Lord is, how merciful, how patient, how rich in pity!

I s he not a loving Lord to his whole creation; does not his mercy reach out to all that he has made?

J oining, then, Lord, in thy whole creation’s praise, let thy faithful servants bless thee;

l et them publish the glory of thy kingdom, and discourse of thy power,

m aking that power known to the race of men, the glory, the splendour of that kingdom!

N o age shall dawn but shall see thee reigning still; generations pass, and thy rule shall endure. O how true the Lord is to all his promises, how gracious in all his dealings!

P rostrate though men may fall, the Lord will lift them up, will revive their crushed spirits.

Q uietly, Lord, thy creatures raise their eyes to thee, and thou grantest them, in due time, their nourishment,

r eady to open thy hand, and fill with thy blessing all that lives.

S o faithful the Lord is in all he does, so gracious in all his dealings.

T he Lord draws near to every man that calls upon him, will he but call upon him with a true heart.

U tter but the wish, you that fear the Lord, and he will grant it, will hear the cry, and bring aid.

V igilantly the Lord watches over all that love him, marks down the wicked for destruction.

W hile these lips tell of the Lord’s praise, let all that lives bless his holy name, for ever, and for evermore.