⁷ We come in to His tabernacles, We bow ourselves at His footstool.

⁷ And I, in the abundance of Thy kindness, I enter Thy house, I bow myself toward Thy holy temple in Thy fear.

⁵ Exalt ye Jehovah our God, And bow yourselves at His footstool, holy `is' He.

¹³ I enter Thy house with burnt-offerings, I complete to Thee my vows,

¹⁴ For opened were my lips, And my mouth spake in my distress:

⁶ Come in, we bow ourselves, and we bend, We kneel before Jehovah our Maker.

⁹ Exalt ye Jehovah our God, And bow yourselves at His holy hill, For holy `is' Jehovah our God!

¹⁹ Open ye to me gates of righteousness, I enter into them -- I thank Jah.

¹ A Song of the Ascents, by David. I have rejoiced in those saying to me, `To the house of Jehovah we go.'

³ And gone have many peoples and said, `Come, and we go up unto the mount of Jehovah, Unto the house of the God of Jacob, And He doth teach us of His ways, And we walk in His paths, For from Zion goeth forth a law, And a word of Jehovah from Jerusalem.

¹ How doth the Lord cloud in His anger the daughter of Zion, He hath cast from heaven `to' earth the beauty of Israel, And hath not remembered His footstool in the day of His anger.