Now give thanks and give honour

Now give thanks and give honour,

All ye people in the world,

To Him whose praise the host of angels

Constantly sings in Heaven.

Bestir yourselves and sing resoundingly

To God, our greatest treasure,

Who carries out his miracles everywhere

And does great things.

Who, from our mother's womb

Has sustained us in vigour and health,

And who, where no human can help,

Places Himself as the helper.

Who, although we have greatly grieved him,

Still remains of good cheer,

Who waives punishment, forgives transgression,

And does everything good for us.

May He give us a joyful heart,

Refresh mind and spirit,

And throw all apprehension, fear, anxiety, and pain

Into the depths of the sea.

May He let His peace rest

Upon Israel's land,

May He give Godspeed to our labour

And salvation wherever we stand.

May He let his love and beneficence

Accompany us, be around, beside and with us,

But let that which frightens and troubles us,

Remain far away from us.

As long as this life lasts,

May He ever be our salvation,

And remain our lot also when we

Depart from this earth.

May He, when our hearts break in death, press

Our eyes shut Himself,

And show us thereupon His face

There in that place of eternal rest.