The one who is sinless in the eyes of God Is blessed indeed Happy the man whose offense is forgiven Whose sin is remitted O happy the man to whom the Lord Imputes no guilt In whose spirit is no guile
I kept it secret and my frame was wasted I groaned all the day long For night and day Your hand Was heavy upon me Indeed, my strength was dried up As by the summer`s heat
But now I have acknowledged my sins My guilt I did not hide I said: 'I will confess My offense to the Lord.' And You, Lord, have forgiven The guilt of my sin
So let every good man pray to You In the time of need The floods of water may reach high But him they shall not reach You are my hiding place, O Lord You save me from distress You surround me with cries of deliverance
I will instruct you and teach you The way you should go I will give you counsel With My eye upon you
Be not like horse and mule, unintelligent Needing bridle and bit Else they will not approach you Many sorrows has the wicked But he who trusts in the Lord Loving mercy surrounds him
Rejoice, rejoice in the Lord Exult, you just! O come, ring out your joy All you upright of heart
Glory to the Father And to the Son And to the Holy Spirit As it was in the beginning Is now And will be for ever Amen