XCV. GOD the Defence of his People from invading Enemies.

THE glorious LORD! his Israel's Hope!
How well he bears their Courage up!
How wide his saving Pow'r extends!
His princely Titles will we sing,
Our Judge, our Law-giver, our King,
He guards his Subjects as his Friends.

Around the Mountain where they dwell,
Lo, at his Word new Waters swell
To deluge the invading Foe!
Open'd by him that rules the Skies,
Mark the broad Rivers how they rise,
And with what rapid Strength they flow!

To gain the well-defended Shores
In vain the Galley spreads its Oars,
And the proud Ship her Sails displays:
The Sails are rent, the Masts are broke,
The shatter'd Oars all drop their Stroke,
And Lightnings thro' the Tacklings blaze.

Shout your Hosannas to the LORD:
Thus shall he still his Zion guard,
Till the last Foe be trampled down:
High as the Heav'ns exalt his Praise;
High as the Heav'ns his Hand shall raise
The Soul, that here his Grace hath known.