Psalm 97 (Dominus regnavit)

Jehova comes to raigne.
Rejoyce, O earthy maine:
You isles with waves enclosed,
Be all to joy disposed,
Cloudes him round on all sides,
And pitchy darknesse hides.
Justice and judgment stand
As propps on either hand,
Whereon his throne abides.

The fire before him goes,
To asshes turnes his foes:
His flashing lightnings maketh,
That Earth beholding quaketh.
The mountaines at his sight,
His sight that is by right
The Lord of all this all,
Doe fast on melting fall;
As wax by tiers might.

The heav'ns his justice tell,
Noe lesse they all that dwell.
And have on earth their beeing,
Are gladd his glory seeing.
Shame then, shame may you see,
That idoll-servers be:
And trust in idolls place,
But let before his face
All angells bow their knee.

When Sion this did heare,
How did her joyes appeare?
How were to mirth invited
All townes in Juda sited?
For thou, Lord, rulest right:
Thou thron'd in glory bright
Sitt'st high: they all by thee
Be rul'd, who rulers be,
Thy might above all might.

Who love God, love him still:
And haters be of ill.
For he their lives preserveth,
Whome he as his reserveth,
Now light and joy is sowne
To be by good men mowne.
You just with joy full voice
Then in the Lord rejoyce:
His holynesse make knowne.