Psalm 135

1        Praise ye the Lord, the Lord's name praise;

                   his servants, praise ye God.

2        Who stand in God's house, in the courts

                   of our God make abode.

3        Praise ye the Lord, for he is good;

                   unto him praises sing:

          Sing praises to his name, because

                   it is a pleasant thing.

4        For Jacob to himself the Lord

                   did chuse of his good pleasure,

          And he hath chosen Israel

                   for his peculiar treasure.

5        Because I know assuredly

                   the Lord is very great,

          And that our Lord above all gods

                   in glory hath his seat.

6        What things soever pleas'd the Lord,

                   that in the heav'n did he,

          And in the earth, the seas, and all

                   the places deep that be.

7        He from the ends of earth doth make

                   the vapours to ascend;

          With rain he lightnings makes, and wind

                   doth from his treasures send.

8        Egypt's firstborn, from man to beast

9                 who smote.  Strange tokens he

          On Phar'oh and his servants sent,

                   Egypt, in midst of thee.

10      He smote great nations, slew great kings:

11               Sihon of Heshbon king,

          And Og of Bashan, and to nought

                   did Canaan's kingdoms bring:

12      And for a wealthy heritage

                   their pleasant land he gave,

          An heritage which Israel,

                   his chosen folk, should have.

13      Thy name, O Lord, shall still endure,

                   and thy memorial

          With honour shall continu'd be

                   to generations all.

14      For why? the righteous God will judge

                   his people righteously;

          Concerning those that do him serve,

                   himself repent will he.

15      The idols of the nations

                   of silver are and gold,

          And by the hands of men is made

                   their fashion and mould.

16      Mouths have they, but they do not speak;

                   eyes, but they do not see;

17      Ears have they, but hear not; and in

                   their mouths no breathing be.

18      Their makers are like them; so are

                   all that on them rely.

19      O Isr'el's house, bless God; bless God,

                   O Aaron's family.

20      O bless the Lord, of Levi's house

                   ye who his servants are;

          And bless the holy name of God,

                   all ye the Lord that fear.

21      And blessed be the Lord our God

                   from Sion's holy hill,

          Who dwelleth at Jerusalem.

                   The Lord O praise ye still.