Now in the Lord my heart doth pleasure take:
my horne is in the Lord advanced high.
And to my foes an answer I will make;
because in His salvation joy’d am I.
Like Him, there is not any Holy One,
and other Lord beside Him, there is none.
By Him are broken bows of mighty men,
and they that stumbled are now filled with strength.
They that were full have hired themselves for bread,
and they that hungered once are full again.
The barren hath now brought forth sevenfold,
and she that hath borne many is waxed old.
He taketh, and He giveth life again;
He maketh poor and rich, both low and high;
He raiseth up the poor out of the dung,
and sets the beggar to the princes nigh.
He keepeth all His saints, their feet shall stand,
and nothing to Him is the strength of man.