Psalm 76

God in Judah is renown'd;
Salem with his Temple crown'd:
He in sacred Sion dwels;
Israel his wonders tels.
He their flying Ensignes teares;
Shivers the Assyrian Speares.
He their Swords, Shields, Arrowes, broke;
Kill'd, subdu'd, without a stroke.
Thou more excellent then they,
That on Juries Mountains prey:
Who the Great in battell foil'd;
Of their lives and honours spoil'd.
Not the Mightie could with-stand,
Nor so much as find a hand.
Princes, by thy onely breath,
With the Vulgar sleep in Death.
Terrible unto thy Foes:
O, who can thy Wrath oppose!
When as they thy Thunder heare,
Mortals stand amaz'd, and feare:
When from thy eternall Rest
Thou descend'st, to save th'Opprest.
Malice but it selfe betraies;
And converts into thy praise.
Future rage thou shalt restrain,
Making their indeavours vain.
Jacobs Seed, with one accord,
Pay your Vowes unto the Lord.
Holy Levites, Offerings bring;
Of his glorious Conquest sing.
He, who Princes overthrowes,
O, how fearefull to his Foes!