أَحْمَدُ الرَّبَّ بِكُلِّ قَلْبِي. أُحَدِّثُ بِجَمِيعِ عَجَائِبِكَ. أَفْرَحُ وَأَبْتَهِجُ بِكَ. أُرَنِّمُ لاسْمِكَ أَيُّهَا الْعَلِيُّ. عِنْدَ رُجُوعِ أَعْدَائِي إِلَى خَلْفٍ، يَسْقُطُونَ وَيَهْلِكُونَ مِنْ قُدَّامِ وَجْهِكَ،
(مز٩ :١ -٣ )

For the director of music. To the tune of"The Death of the Son." A psalm of David. I will praise you, O LORD, with all my heart; I will tell of all your wonders. I will be glad and rejoice in you; I will sing praise to your name, O Most High. My enemies turn back; they stumble and perish before you.

(Psalms 9:1-3, NIV)