Our living God, protecting us with strength
Despite our fleeting fear, and earth's unease.His glor'ious mount, a refuge without length,
Tho' earthly quakes and roarings of the seas.
Through holy city, streams the river glad,
Where God resides as one eternal round.
Though kingdoms fall, as wrought by heathens mad,
The Lord of Hosts, King Jacob's God stands ground.
Destructions brought and fates of wars reversed
Behold the awe-some works of God, whose might
Burnt the chariot, split the spear and bloodied bow.
Exalt our Heav'nly King above our plight.
The Lord of Hosts chastises with His Rod
Be still, my child, and know that I am God.
