Blessed, Blessed the people, the Lord has chosen to be his own.
Exult you just, in the LORD;
Praise from the upright is fit ting.
Blessed the nation whose God is the LORD,
The people he has chosen for his own inheritance.
See the Eyes of the LORD are upon those who fear him,
Upon those who hope for his kindness,
To deliver them from death
And preserve them in spite of famine.
Our soul waits for the LORD,
Who is our help and our shield
May your kindness, O LORD, be upon us
Who have put our hope in you.