Blessed the one whom you choose and call 

to dwell in your courts. 

To you our praise is due in Sion, O God. 

To you we pay our vows, You who hear our prayer.

To you all flesh will come with its burden of sin. 

Too heavy for us, our offences, but you wipe them away. 

Blessed the one you choose and call to dwell in your courts. 

We are filled with the blessings of your house, of your holy temple. 

You keep your pledge with wonders, O God our Saviour, 

The hope of all the earth and of far distant isles. 

The ends of the earth stand in awe at the sight of your wonders. 

The lands of sunrise and sunset, you fill with your joy. 

You care for the earth, give it water, you fill it with riches. 

Your river in heaven brims over to provide its grain. 

And thus you provide for the earth; you drench its furrows, 

You level it, soften it with showers, you bless its growth.