8 O bless our God, ye peoples, and make the voice of his praise to be heard.
9 Which holdeth our soul in life, and suffereth not our feet to be moved.
10 For thou, O God, hast proved us: thou hast tried us, as silver is tried.
11 Thou broughtest us into the net; thou layedst a sore burden upon our loins.
12 Thou hast caused men to ride over our heads; we went through fire and through water; but thou broughtest us out into a wealthy place.
13 I will come into thy house with burnt offerings, I will pay thee my vows,
14 Which my lips have uttered, and my mouth hath spoken, when I was in distress.