When I kept silence, my bones wasted away Through my groaning all the day long.
Jehovah, make me to know mine end, And the measure of my days, what it is; Let me know how frail I am.
Oh come, let us sing unto Jehovah; Let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation.
Jehovah reigneth; Let the earth rejoice; Let the multitude of isles be glad.
Deliver me, O Jehovah, from mine enemies: I flee unto thee to hide me.
Praise ye Jehovah. Sing unto Jehovah a new song, And his praise in the assembly of the saints.
Sing unto Jehovah a new song, and his praise from the end of the earth; ye that go down to the sea, and all that is therein, the isles, and the inhabitants thereof.
And they sing a new song, saying, Worthy art thou to take the book, and to open the seals thereof: for thou was slain, and didst purchase unto God with thy blood (men) of every tribe, and tongue, and people, and nation,
And I heard the number of them that were sealed, a hundred and forty and four thousand, sealed out of every tribe of the children of Israel:
And I saw, and behold, the Lamb standing on the mount Zion, and with him a hundred and forty and four thousand, having his name, and the name of his Father, written on their foreheads.