William Boyce - Select Anthems

O praise the Lord, ye that fear him : magnify him, all ye of the seed of Jacob, and fear him, all ye seed of Israel. For he hath not despised, nor abhorred, the low estate of the poor : he hath not hid his face from him, but when he called unto him he heard him. My praise is of thee in the great congregation : my vows will I perform in the sight of them that fear him. The poor shall eat and be satisfied : they that seek after the Lord shall praise him; your heart shall live for ever. All the ends of the world shall remember themselves, and be turned unto the Lord : and all the kindreds of the nations shall worship before him. For the kingdom is the Lord's : and he is the Governor among the people.