That I may make the voice of thanksgiving to be heard, And tell of all your wondrous works.
LORD, I love the habitation of your house, The place where your glory dwells.
Don't gather my soul with sinners, Nor my life with bloodthirsty men;
In whose hands is wickedness, Their right hand is full of bribes.
But as for me, I will walk in my integrity. Redeem me, and be merciful to me.
My foot stands in an even place. In the congregations will I bless the LORD.