1 The Lord is our defence and aid,
the strength whereby we stand;
When we with woe are much dismay'd
he is our help at hand.
2 Tho' the earth move, we will not fear,
tho' mountains high and steep
Be thrust and hurled here and there
within the sea so deep:
3 Nay, tho' the sea do rage so sore,
that all the banks it spills,
And though it overflow the shore,
and beat down mighty hills:
4 For one fair flood doth send abroad
his pleasant streams apace,
To glad the city of our God,
and wash his holy place.
5 In midst of her the Lord doth dwell,
she never can decay,
All things against her that rebel
the Lord will surely slay.
6 The heathen folk and kingdoms fear,
the people make a noise,
The earth doth melt and disappear,
when God puts forth his voice.
7 The Lord of hosts doth take our part,
to us he hath an eye;
Our hope of health with all our heart
on Jacob's God doth lie.
8 Come here, and see with mind and thought
the working of our God,
What wonders he himself hath wrought
in all the world abroad:
9 By him all wars are hush'd and gone,
tho' countries did conspire,
Their bows and spears he brake each one,
their chariots burnt with fire.
10 Be still therefore, and know that I
am God, and therefore will
Among the heathen people be
highly exalted still.
11 The Lord of hosts doth us defend,
he is our strength and tow'r;
On Jacob's God we do depend,
and on his mighty pow'r.Source: The Whole Book of Psalms #XLVI