Psalm XLVI

GOD is our hope and strength, which neuer failes;
Our present helpe, when mischeife vs assailes.
Though the earth remouèd, and the mountaines were
Amid the Ocean cast, wee would not feare.
Though raginge seas a dreadfull noise doe make,
Though floodes and tempestes roaring, hills doe shake,
There is a streame, which though it bee not great,
Makes glad God's CITTIE, and His holy seate.
God in her CENTER dwells, and makes His place
Unmoueable, by His preuentinge grace.
They were enrag'd which heathen kingdomes sway,
But when God spake, the Earth did melt away.
The Lord of Hosts assists vs with His power,
And JACOB'S GOD to vs becomes a Tower.
Come, and behould what workes the Lord hath wrought,
And Hee, His foes hath to destruction brought.
In all the world Hee warr to peace doth turne,
The bowe and speare doe breake and chariotts burne;
Bee quiet then and still, and know that I
Am Lord of the world and God Most High:
The Lord of Hosts assists vs with His power,
And JACOB'S GOD to vs becomes a Tower.