Your Name, O God, so [is] Your praise, || Over the ends of the earth, || Righteousness has filled Your right hand. Mount Zion rejoices, || The daughters of Judah are joyful, || For the sake of Your judgments. Surround Zion, and go around her, count her towers, Set your heart to her bulwark, || Consider her high places, || So that you recount to a later generation, That this God [is] our God—For all time and forever, || He leads us over death!