GOD is our hope and strength, which neuer failes; Our present helpe, when mischeife vs assailes. Though the earth remouèd, and the mountaines were Amid the Ocean cast, wee would not feare. Though raginge seas a dreadfull noise doe make, Thou[gh] floodes and tempestes [roaring,] hills doe shake, There is a streame, which though it bee not great, Makes glad God's CITTIE, and His holy seate. God in her CENTER dwells, and makes His place Unmoueable, by His preuentinge grace. They were[232] enrag'd which heathen kingdomes sway, But when God spake, the Earth did melt away. The Lord of Hosts assists vs with His power, And JACOB'S GOD to vs becomes a Tower. Come, and behould what workes the Lord hath wrought, And Hee, His foes hath to destruction brought. In all the world Hee warr to peace doth turne, The bowe and speare doe breake and chariotts burne; Bee quiet then and still, and know that I Am Lord of the world and God Most High: The Lord of Hosts assists vs with His power, And JACOB'S GOD to vs becomes a Tower. [Footnote 232: Miswritten 'warr.' G.] PSALM XLVII. Clap hands yee people, with applause rejoyce, Singe to the Lord with loud and chearfull voyce; His throne is high, His judgement breedeth feare, On all the earth Hee doth the SCEPTER beare. Hee makes much people our commaund obey, And many NATIONS at our feet doth lay; And hath for vs an heritage in store, Euen JACOB'S portion whom Hee lou'd before. In glorious trihumph GOD is mounted high, The Lord with trumpet's sound ascends the SKIE. Singe, singe, vnto our God, vnto our Kinge, All praises due, euen all due praises singe. All KINGDOMES of the earth to Him belonge, Singe wisely then, and vnderstand your song. In all the heathen Hee doth raigne alone, And sitts in judgment in His holy throne. And heathen princes which were seuerd farr, To Abraham's faithfull seed now joinèd are. And God, Whose highnes doth the heauens transcend, As with a buckler doth the earth defend. PSALM XLVIII.