1 The LORD himself is King,
O let the Earth rejoice;
Yea, let the Isles be glad
And shout with chearful Voice:
Darkness and awful Clouds,
His Glory shroud in State;
Judgment and Righteousness,
As close Attendants wait,
At his Pavillion Gate.
2 Before him raging Flames,
His Foes with Vengeance struck,
His Lightnings shone Abroad,
And Earth with Terror shook:
The Hills with one Accord,
Like Wax before him melt;
Their Heights no Help afford,
In Presence of the LORD.
3 The Heav'ns, his Truth to show,
With Fire his Foes pursu'd:
The trembling World below,
His awful Glory view'd.
Confounded be their Host,
Who worship Day be Day
Carv'd Idols, made with Hands;
Ye Gods to whom they pray,
To him your Homage pay.
4 Sion thy Triumph heard,
And Judah was o'erjoy'd;
Because thy Judgments, LORD,
Have Pagan Pride destroy'd:
For thou art seated high,
On thy exalted Throne,
Unrival'd in the Sky,
Both Earth and Heaav'n shall own,
That thou art GOD alone.
5 All ye who love the LORD,
Hate Sin, and Truth esteem;
He will from wicked Men,
His Servant's Soul redeem:
A glorious Light springs up,
And Joy the Just shall bless;
Ye Righteous praise the LORD,
With thankful tongues confess,
His Truth and Holiness.
Source: The Psalms of David: with the Ten Commandments, Creed, Lord's Prayer, &c. in metre...for the use of the Reformed Protestant Dutch church of the city of New York #XCVII