Give unto the LORD the glory due unto his name

Psalm 29:1  A Psalm of David. Give unto the LORD, O ye mighty, give unto the LORD glory and strength.
2  Give unto the LORD the glory due unto his name; worship the LORD in the beauty of holiness.
3  The voice of the LORD is upon the waters: the God of glory thundereth: the LORD is upon many waters.
4  The voice of the LORD is powerful; the voice of the LORD is full of majesty.
5  The voice of the LORD breaketh the cedars; yea, the LORD breaketh the cedars of Lebanon.
6  He maketh them also to skip like a calf; Lebanon and Sirion like a young unicorn.
7  The voice of the LORD divideth the flames of fire.
8  The voice of the LORD shaketh the wilderness; the LORD shaketh the wilderness of Kadesh.
9  The voice of the LORD maketh the hinds to calve, and discovereth the forests: and in his temple doth every one speak of his glory.
10  The LORD sitteth upon the flood; yea, the LORD sitteth King for ever.
11  The LORD will give strength unto his people; the LORD will bless his people with peace.
         

Psalm 30:1  A Psalm and Song at the dedication of the house of David. I will extol thee, O LORD; for thou hast lifted me up, and hast not made my foes to rejoice over me.
2  O LORD my God, I cried unto thee, and thou hast healed me.
3  O LORD, thou hast brought up my soul from the grave: thou hast kept me alive, that I should not go down to the pit.
4  Sing unto the LORD, O ye saints of his, and give thanks at the remembrance of his holiness.
5  For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.
6  And in my prosperity I said, I shall never be moved.
7  LORD, by thy favour thou hast made my mountain to stand strong: thou didst hide thy face, and I was troubled.
8  I cried to thee, O LORD; and unto the LORD I made supplication.
9  What profit is there in my blood, when I go down to the pit? Shall the dust praise thee? shall it declare thy truth?
10  Hear, O LORD, and have mercy upon me: LORD, be thou my helper.
11  Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness;
12  To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O LORD my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.

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