Psalm 93

Jehovah reigns on high
In peerless majesty;
Boundless power His royal robe,
Purest light His garment is;
Rules His word the spacious globe,
Stablish'd it in floating seas.

Ancient of days! Thy name
And essence is I AM;
Thou, O Lord, and Thou alone,
Gavest whatever is to be;
Stood Thine everlasting throne,
Stands to all eternity.

The floods, with angry noise,
Have lifted up their voice, —
Lifted up their voice on high;
Fiends and men exclaim aloud;
Rage the waves, and dash the sk-,
Hell assails the throne of God.

Their fury cannot move
The Lord who reigns above;
Him the mighty waves obey,
Sinking at His awful will;
Ocean owns His sovereign sway,
Hell at His command is still.
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Thy statutes, Lord, are sure,
And as Thyself endure;
Thine eternal house above
Holy souls alone can see,
Fitted here by perfect love,
There to reign enthroned with Thee.