My heart exults in you, O God; *my triumph song is lifted in you.

My mouth derides my enemies, *for I rejoice in your salvation.

There is none holy like you, *nor any rock to be compared to you, our God.

Do not heap up prideful words or speak in arrogance; *Only God is knowing and weighs all actions.

The bows of the mighty are broken, *but the weak are clothed in strength.

Those once full now labor for bread, *those who hungered now are well fed.

The childless woman has borne sevenfold, *while the mother of many is forlorn.

God destroys and brings to life, casts down and raises up; *gives wealth or takes it away, humbles and dignifies.

God raises the poor from the dust; *and lifts the needy from the ash heap

To make them sit with the rulers *and inherit a place of honor.

For the pillars of the earth are God’s *on which the whole earth is founded.