Thee and thy wondrous deeds

Thee and thy wondrous deeds, O Lord,

With all my soul I sound abroad.

My joy and triumph is in thee;

Of thy dread name my song shall be.

Down shall the wicked backwards fall

To deepest hell, and nations all

That God forgot. Nor shall the poor

Forgotten be for evermore.

Lo, in eternal state God sits,

And hishigh throne to justice fits;

Whose righteous hands the world doth wield.

And to all folk just doom dost yield.

O sing the God that doth abide

On Sion mount, and blazon wide

His worthy deeds; for he pursues

The guiltless blood with vengeance due.

Alleluja.