mf And thy right hand shall teach to thee things terrible and great. 5 Thy shafts shall pierce their hearts the people thou shalt bring. The sceptre of thy kingdom doth m 8 Of myrrh and spices sweet whereby they made thee glad. kings' daughters waiting stand; mf And thy fair queen, in Ophir gold, doth stand at thy right hand. m 10 O daughter, take good heed, Thou must forget thy kindred all, mf 11 Thy beauty to the King m shall then delightful be: And do thou humbly worship him, 12 The daughter then of Tyre And all the wealthy of the land shall make their suit to thee. f13 The daughter of the King all glorious is within; And with embroideries of gold her garments wrought have been. mf 14 She cometh to the King in robes with needle wrought; The virgins that do follow her shall unto thee be brought. f15 They shall be brought with joy, and mirth on ev'ry side, Into the palace of the King, and there they shall abide. mf 16 And in thy fathers' stead, f 46 thy children thou may'st take, Therefore the people evermore mf 1 God is our refuge and our strength, in straits a present aid; c 2 Therefore, although the earth remove, we will not be afraid : m Though hills amidst the seas be cast; Though waters roaring make, 3 And troubled be; yea, though the hills by swelling seas do shake. f4 A river is, whose streams do glad The holy place, wherein the Lord mf 5 God in the midst of her doth dwell; f The Lord to her an helper will, and that right early, prove. mf 6 The heathen rag'd tumultuously, the kingdoms moved were: The Lord God uttered his voice, the earth did melt for fear. m mf 7 The Lord of hosts upon our side The God of Jacob's our refuge, mp 8 Come, and behold what wondrous works have by the Lord been wrought; Come, see what desolations he on the earth hath brought. m 9 Unto the ends of all the earth wars into peace he turns: The bow he breaks, the spear he cuts, in fire the chariot burns. p 10 Be still, and know that I am God; among the heathen I m Will be exalted; I on earth will be exalted high. f11 Our God, who is the Lord of hosts, The God of Jacob our refuge 47 f1 ALL people, clap your hands; to God with voice of triumph shout: 2 For dreadful is the Lord most high, f 3 The heathen people under us ƒ And he shall make the nations under our feet to bow. m 4 The lot of our inheritance choose out for us shall he, Of Jacob, whom he loved well, ev'n the excellency. mf 5 God is with shouts gone up, the Lord with trumpets sounding high. c 6 Sing praise to God, sing praise, sing praise, praise to our King sing ye. f7 For God is King of all the earth; 8 God rules the nations: God sits on m 9 The princes of the people are mf Ev'n of the God of Abraham they who the people be. с 48 For why? the shields that do defend They to the Lord belong; yea, he f1 GREAT is the Lord, and greatly he is to be praised still, f Within the city of our God, 2 Mount Sion stands most beautiful, on her north side doth stand. 3 The Lord within her palaces m 4 For, lo, the kings that gather'd were 5 But when they did behold the same, mp 6 Great terror there took hold on them, Their grief came like a woman's pain, [break'st: m 7 Thou Tarshish ships with east wind 8 As we have heard it told, mf So, in the city of the Lord, our eyes did it behold; f In our God's city, which his hand 9 We of thy loving-kindness thought, 10 O Lord, according to thy name, through all the earth's thy praise; And thy right hand, O Lord, is full of righteousness always. 11 Because thy judgments are made known, let Sion mount rejoice; |