Psalm 107

1        Praise God, for he is good: for still

                   his mercies lasting be.

2        Let God's redeem'd say so, whom he

                   from th' en'my's hand did free;

3        And gather'd them out of the lands,

                   from north, south, east, and west.

4        They stray'd in desert's pathless way,

                   no city found to rest.

5        For thirst and hunger in them faints

6                 their soul.  When straits them press,

          They cry unto the Lord, and he

                   them frees from their distress.

7        Them also in a way to walk

                   that right is he did guide,

          That they might to a city go,

                   wherein they might abide.

8        O that men to the Lord would give

                   praise for his goodness then,

          And for his works of wonder done

                   unto the sons of men!

9        For he the soul that longing is

                   doth fully satisfy;

          With goodness he the hungry soul

                   doth fill abundantly.

10      Such as shut up in darkness deep,

                   and in death's shade abide,

          Whom strongly hath affliction bound,

                   and irons fast have ty'd:

11      Because against the words of God

                   they wrought rebelliously,

          And they the counsel did contemn

                   of him that is most High:

12      Their heart he did bring down with grief,

                   they fell, no help could have.

13      In trouble then they cry'd to God,

                   he them from straits did save.

14      He out of darkness did them bring,

                   and from death's shade them take;

          These bands, wherewith they had been bound,

                   asunder quite he brake.

15      O that men to the Lord would give

                   praise for his goodness then,

          And for his works of wonder done

                   unto the sons of men!

16      Because the mighty gates of brass

                   in pieces he did tear,

          By him in sunder also cut

                   the bars of iron were.

17      Fools, for their sin, and their offence,

                   do sore affliction bear;

18      All kind of meat their soul abhors;

                   they to death's gates draw near.

19      In grief they cry to God; he saves

                   them from their miseries.

20      He sends his word, them heals, and them

                   from their destructions frees.

21      O that men to the Lord would give

                   praise for his goodness then,

          And for his works of wonder done

                   unto the sons of men!

22      And let them sacrifice to him

                   off'rings of thankfulness;

          And let them shew abroad his works

                   in songs of joyfulness.

23      Who go to sea in ships, and in

                   great waters trading be,

24      Within the deep these men God's works

                   and his great wonders see.

25      For he commands, and forth in haste

                   the stormy tempest flies,

          Which makes the sea with rolling waves

                   aloft to swell and rise.

26      They mount to heav'n, then to the depths

                   they do go down again;

          Their soul doth faint and melt away

                   with trouble and with pain.

27      They reel and stagger like one drunk,

                   at their wit's end they be:

28      Then they to God in trouble cry,

                   who them from straits doth free.

29      The storm is chang'd into a calm

                   at his command and will;

          So that the waves, which rag'd before,

                   now quiet are and still.

30      Then are they glad, because at rest

                   and quiet now they be:

          So to the haven he them brings,

                   which they desir'd to see.

31      O that men to the Lord would give

                   praise for his goodness then,

          And for his works of wonder done

                   unto the sons of men!

32      Among the people gathered

                   let them exalt his name;

          Among assembled elders spread

                   his most renowned fame.

33      He to dry land turns watersprings,

                   and floods to wilderness;

34      For sins of those that dwell therein,

                   fat land to barrenness.

35      The burnt and parched wilderness

                   to water-pools he brings;

          The ground that was dry'd up before

                   he turns to watersprings:

36      And there, for dwelling, he a place

                   doth to the hungry give,

          That they a city may prepare

                   commodiously to live.

37      There sow they fields, and vineyards plant,

                   to yield fruits of increase.

38      His blessing makes them multiply,

                   lets not their beasts decrease.

39      Again they are diminished,

                   and very low brought down,

          Through sorrow and affliction,

                   and great oppression.

40      He upon princes pours contempt,

                   and causeth them to stray,

          And wander in a wilderness,

                   wherein there is no way.

41      Yet setteth he the poor on high

                   from all his miseries,

          And he, much like unto a flock,

                   doth make him families.

42      They that are righteous shall rejoice,

                   when they the same shall see;

          And, as ashamed, stop her mouth

                   shall all iniquity.

43      Whoso is wise, and will these things

                   observe, and them record,

          Ev'n they shall understand the love

                   and kindness of the Lord.