Praise for God's Mighty Deeds

661 To the choirmaster. A Song. A Psalm. Make a joyful noise to God, all the earth; 2 sing the glory of his name; give to him glorious praise! 3 Say to God, "How terrible are thy deeds! So great is thy power that thy enemies cringe before thee. 4 All the earth worships thee; they sing praises to thee, sing praises to thy name." [Selah] 5 Come and see what God has done: he is terrible in his deeds among men. 6 He turned the sea into dry land; men passed through the river on foot. There did we rejoice in him, 7 who rules by his might for ever, whose eyes keep watch on the nations--let not the rebellious exalt themselves. [Selah]

8 Bless our God, O peoples, let the sound of his praise be heard, 9 who has kept us among the living, and has not let our feet slip. 10 For thou, O God, hast tested us; thou hast tried us as silver is tried. 11 Thou didst bring us into the net; thou didst lay affliction on our loins; 12 thou didst let men ride over our heads; we went through fire and through water; yet thou hast brought us forth to a spacious place.

13 I will come into thy house with burnt offerings; I will pay thee my vows, 14 that which my lips uttered and my mouth promised when I was in trouble. 15 I will offer to thee burnt offerings of fatlings, with the smoke of the sacrifice of rams; I will make an offering of bulls and goats. [Selah] 16 Come and hear, all you who fear God, and I will tell what he has done for me. 17 I cried aloud to him, and he was extolled with my tongue. 18 If I had cherished iniquity in my heart, the Lord would not have listened. 19 But truly God has listened; he has given heed to the voice of my prayer. 20 Blessed be God, because he has not rejected my prayer or removed his steadfast love from me!

A Morning Prayer of Trust in God

31 A Psalm of David, when he fled from Absalom his son. O Lord, how many are my foes! Many are rising against me; 2 many are saying of me, there is no help for him in God. [Selah] 3 But thou, O Lord, art a shield about me, my glory, and the lifter of my head.

4 I cry aloud to the Lord, and he answers me from his holy hill. [Selah] 5 I lie down and sleep; I wake again, for the Lord sustains me. 6 I am not afraid of ten thousands of people who have set themselves against me round about. 7 Arise, O Lord! Deliver me, O my God! For thou dost smite all my enemies on the cheek, thou dost break the teeth of the wicked. 8 Deliverance belongs to the Lord; thy blessing be upon thy people! [Selah]