To him that excelleth.

A song or Psalme.
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Reioyce in God, all ye inhabitants of the earth.
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Sing forth the glory of his name: make his praise glorious.
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Say vnto God, Howe terrible art thou in thy workes!
through the greatnesse of thy power shall thine enemies be in subiection vnto thee.
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All the worlde shall worship thee, and sing vnto thee, euen sing of thy Name.
Selah.
5
Come and beholde the workes of God: he is terrible in his doing towarde the sonnes of men.
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He hath turned the Sea into drie land: they passe through the riuer on foote: there did we reioyce in him.
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He ruleth the worlde with his power: his eyes beholde the nations: the rebellious shall not exalt them selues.
Selah.
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Prayse our God, ye people, and make the voyce of his prayse to be heard.
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Which holdeth our soules in life, and suffereth not our feete to slippe.
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For thou, O God, hast proued vs, thou hast tryed vs as siluer is tryed.
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Thou hast brought vs into the snare, and layed a strait chaine vpon our loynes.
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Thou hast caused men to ryde ouer our heads: we went into fire and into water, but thou broughtest vs out into a welthie place.
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I will go into thine House with burnt offrings, and will pay thee my vowes,
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Which my lippes haue promised, and my mouth hath spoken in mine affliction.
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I will offer vnto thee the burnt offerings of fat rammes with incense: I will prepare bullocks and goates.
Selah.
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Come and hearken, all ye that feare God, and I will tell you what he hath done to my soule.
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I called vnto him with my mouth, and he was exalted with my tongue.
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If I regard wickednesse in mine heart, the Lord will not heare me.
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But God hath heard me, & considered the voyce of my prayer.
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Praysed be God, which hath not put backe my prayer, nor his mercie from me.