R (12) Blessed the people the Lord has chosen to be his own.
Exult, you just, in the Lord;
praise from the upright is fitting.
Give thanks to the Lord on the harp;
with the ten-stringed lyre chant his praises. R
For upright is the word of the Lord,
and all his works are trustworthy.
He loves justice and right;
of the kindness of the Lord the earth is full. R
Blessed the nation whose God is the Lord,
the people he has chosen for his own inheritance.
From heaven the Lord looks down;
he sees all mankind. R
Alleluia, alleluia. May your kindness, Lord, be upon us;/ who have put our hope in you. Alleluia, alleluia.
- Even the hairs of your head have all been counted. l
