My joy comes like a rushing wind, before the dawn. I look to thee, my Saviour, the Rock. I say, this is the doing of the Great God, the Holy One of Israel. My joy is increased and my heart is flooded with gladness. Like ten thousand rivers of water my soul rejoices in the LORD. O LORD my glory, I bring before thee truth, even thy praise is mount up on the wings of eagles. O my darling, my sweet treasure upon the high hill, let my praise beseech thee with a sweet savour. Let thy glory abound, O LORD. Because thou consider me in my troubles I will praise thy name. Even in the midst of the heathen thou bring pleasure to my soul. And I lift up the name of the LORD. I say, let my God be glorify. O LORD, thou knowest my thoughts towards thee. O how I adore you. I hide not thy name but I shout the praise of my God in all the earth. Even the door of heaven are open up at your rejoicing. Let the LORD be praised. The LORD of hosts is my glory. By his hands all things were created. Give glory to God. Give glory to whom glory is due.