1. Great is the Lord, supreamly great,
And greatly to be prais'd;
In Zion, in that holy Mount,
Let high his Fame be rais'd.
2. Mount Zion, Joy of all the Earth,
Seated in beauteous wise;
Th' imperial Seat of the great King,
On her North Quarter lies.

3. God, in her Palaces is known,
To be a Refuge high.
4. Confed'rate Kings against her came,
But hastily pass'd by.
5. For when they saw, they were amaz'd
And in Confusion fled.
6. Sudden, as Women with their Pains,
There, were they seiz'd with Dread.

7. So the tempestuous Eastern Winds,
When thou the Word do'st speak,
Rouse up the Mid-land Seas to Rage,
And Ships of Tarshish break.
8. In City of the Lord of Host,
We've seen, what we had heard;
God, his lov'd City, still preserves,
And is her constant Guard.

Second Part

9. Therefore we, in thy Temple, bow,
Whenever we're afraid;
Think on thy former Acts of Grace,
And silent wait thine Aid.
10. Thy Praise, O God, thro' Earth extends.
Far as thy Name is known;
Thy Right-hand's full of Righteousness,
Thou faithfully hast done.

11. Zion, and Judah's Towns, rejoice,
Because thy Works are true.
12. Thro' Zion walk, go round her Walls,
And all her Towers view;
13. Mark well her Forts, and Palaces;
Nor from your Sons it hide.
14. This God, forever, is our God;
To Death will be our Guide.