Psalm 46

To the chief Musician, for the sons of Korah, A Song upon Alamoth.

1        God is our refuge and our strength,

                   in straits a present aid;

2        Therefore, although the earth remove,

                   we will not be afraid:

          Though hills amidst the seas be cast;

3                 Though waters roaring make,

          And troubled be; yea, though the hills,

                   by swelling seas do shake.

4        A river is, whose streams do glad

                   the city of our God;

          The holy place, wherein the Lord

                   most high hath his abode.

5        God in the midst of her doth dwell;

                   nothing shall her remove:

          The Lord to her an helper will,

                   and that right early, prove.

6        The heathen rag'd tumultuously,

                   the kingdoms moved were:

          The Lord God uttered his voice,

                   the earth did melt for fear.

7        The Lord of hosts upon our side

                   doth constantly remain:

          The God of Jacob's our refuge,

                   us safely to maintain.

8        Come, and behold what wondrous works

                   have by the Lord been wrought;

          Come, see what desolations

                   he on the earth hath brought.

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.

10      Be still, and know that I am God;

                   among the heathen I

          Will be exalted; I on earth

                   will be exalted high.

11      Our God, who is the Lord of hosts,

                   is still upon our side;

          The God of Jacob our refuge

                   for ever will abide.