Psalm 29

YE mighty to the LORD give you
Deserved strength and fame
O give the LORD the glory due
To his most facred Name.
In beauteous place of holiness,
Worship the Lord most high;
Who doth his pow'rfull voice express
In waters of the skie.
Lord God of glory's thunders fly
From elements watry tow'r:
Gods voice is full of Majesty,
Gods voice is full of pow'r.
God thundring voice let fall thereon,
Breaks down the Cedars tall:
The Lord in thee, ô Lebanon,
Makes Cedar trees to fall.
He makes them skip as young calves do,
(With tottering earth-quakes torn)
Mount Lebanon, and Syrion too,
Like youngling Unicorn.
Gods voice doth flames of fire divide,
The Lord's voice deserts shakes:
Yea Kedesh desert, terrifi'd
With his dread thunder, quakes.
God's voice doth through the forests pierce,
And hindes to calve compells:
And all his house his praise reherse,
Each tongue his glory tells.
The Lord upon the floods sits King,
His kingdome shall not cease:
The Lord will strength to Israel bring,
And blesse his Church with peace.