1 The Lord doth reign, although at it
the people rage full sore:
Yea, on the cherubims doth sit,
though all the world do roar.
2 The Lord that doth in Zion dwell,
is high and wondrous great,
Above all folk he doth excel,
and he aloft is set.
3 Let all men praise thy mighty Name,
for it is fearful sure;
And let them magnify the same,
that holy is and pure,
4 The princely power of our King
doth love judgement and right;
Thou rightly rulest ev'ry thing
in Jacob through thy might.
5 To praise the Lord our God devise,
all honor to him show;
And at his footstool worship him,
that holy is and true.
6 Moses, Aaron, and Samuel,
as priests on him did call;
When they did pray he heard them well,
and gave them answer all.
7 Within the cloud to them he spake,
then did they labor still
To keep such laws as he did make
according to his will.
8 O Lord our God, thou didst them hear,
and answer'dst them again:
But their inventions punishedst,
which foolish were and vain.
9 O praise our God and Lord therefore
upon his holy hill:
For why? our God whom we adore
is the most holy still.
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