Psalm 97

THe Lord is king; be therfor glad
Yee Lands & Iles, now this is known;
With Clouds & darknes, he is cladd,
And Truth & Iustice, gard his throne.
A burning flame before him goes,
Wherewith, he shall consume his foes.

He, to the world his Glory shew'd,
And, earth beheld the same with fear;
Like waxe, hills melted, when they vew'd
The Lord (the world's great Lord) appear.
His Righteousnes, the heav'ns have showne;
His glories, are to all men knowne.

All Idoll servers, he destroies,
And, of all Gods will honor'd be.
It Syon gladds, & Iacob, ioyes,
His righteous doomes, to hear & see.
Above the highest hills he dwells:
And, all the Gods, he farr excells.

Hate sinn, yee Lovers of the Lord,
For, he his holie-ones, will save:
And, light & Truth, to those afford,
That, harts vpright, & faithfull have.
Yee saints therefore, record, confesse,
And, praise with Ioy, God's holines.