Psalm XLVIII

Great is the Lord, and greatly he
[By all] is to be praised still,
Within the City of our God,
Upon his holy [Sion] hill.

Mount Sion's situate beauteously,
[It is] the joy of all the earth;
The City of the great King stands
On her side [which is] towards the North.

God in her palaces is known
[To be] a refuge and defence;

The Kings against her gathered were,
But past [away] together thence.

When viewing it, they saw its strength,
They wondring [at it] would not stay,
But being troubled at the sight,
They [quickly] thence did hast away.

Even like a labouring woman's pain,
Fear seiz'd [on them] and drove them back;

As the East-wind doth Tarshish Ships
In pieces break and [bring to] wrack.

As we have heard, so have we seen,
That God's own [chosen] Sion's hill,
And City of the Lord of Hosts,
God [surely] will establish still

All thy great loving kindness, Lord,
We [gladly] did commemorate;
When with thy worshippers we did
Within thy Temple [daily] wait.

According to thy Name, O Lord,
So [great and] famous is thy praise
To the earth's ends: Thy right hand's full
Of [perfect] righteousness always.

Because of all thy judgments just,
Let [thy own] Sion Mount rejoyce;
Let Judah's daughters gladness shew
With [thanks and] chearful heart and voice.

Walk about Sion, view her round,
Her [many] stately Towers tell:

Consider her fair Palaces,
And mark her [Forts and] Bulwarks well.
That you may tell posterity:

For this God [is and] will abide
Our God for ever: He will be
Even unto death our [strength and] guide.