¶ To the Chanter, a song of the children of Korah upon almuth. In our troubles and adversity, we have found, that God is our refuge, our strength and help. Therefore will we not fear, though the earth fell, and though the hills were carried into the middest of the sea. Though the waters of the sea raged and were never so troublous, and though the mountains shook at the tempest of the same. Selah. For there is a flood, which with his rivers rejoiceth the city of God, the holy dwelling of the most highest. God is in the middest of her, therefore shall she not be removed: for God helpeth her, and that right early.
¶ The Heathen are mad, the kingdoms make much ado: but when he sheweth his voice, the earth melteth away. The LORD of Hosts is with us, the God of Iacob is our defense. Selah. O come hither, and behold the works of the LORD, what destructions he hath brought upon the earth. He hath made wars to cease in all the world: he hath broken the bow, he hath knapped the spear in sunder, and brent the chariots in the fire. Be still then and confess that I am God: I will be exalted among the Heathen, I will be exalted upon earth. The LORD of Hosts is with us, the God of Iacob is our defense. Selah.