⁷ Thou hast given joy in my heart, From the time their corn and their wine Have been multiplied.

³ Thou hast multiplied the nation, Thou hast made great its joy, They have joyed before Thee as the joy in harvest, As `men' rejoice in their apportioning spoil.

² So in the sanctuary I have seen Thee, To behold Thy strength and Thine honour.

³ Because better `is' Thy kindness than life, My lips do praise Thee.

⁴ So I bless Thee in my life, in Thy name I lift up my hands.

⁵ As `with' milk and fatness is my soul satisfied, And `with' singing lips doth my mouth praise.

¹⁷ though, indeed, without witness He did not leave himself, doing good -- from heaven giving rains to us, and fruitful seasons, filling our hearts with food and gladness;'

⁴ Draw me: after thee we run, The king hath brought me into his inner chambers, We do joy and rejoice in thee, We mention thy loves more than wine, Uprightly they have loved thee!

⁴ And delight thyself on Jehovah, And He giveth to thee the petitions of thy heart.

²⁷ and go out into the field, and gather their vineyards, and tread, and make praises, and go into the house of their god, and eat and drink, and revile Abimelech.

⁸ whom, not having seen, ye love, in whom, now not seeing and believing, ye are glad with joy unspeakable and glorified,

³³ And removed hath been joy and gladness From the fruitful field, Even from the land of Moab, And wine from wine-presses I have caused to cease, Shouting doth not proceed, The shouting `is' no shouting!

⁴ For Thou hast caused me to rejoice, O Jehovah, in Thy work, Concerning the works of Thy hands I sing.

⁴ And I go in unto the altar of God, Unto God, the joy of my rejoicing. And I thank Thee with a harp, O God, my God.