1 A song, the psalme of the children of Corach. Great is God, and hyghly to be praysed: in the citie of our Lorde, his holy hyll. VP
2 The hyll of Sion is fayre in situation, and the ioy of the whole earth: vpon the north syde lyeth the citie of the great king. VP
3 God is well knowen in her palaces: as a most sure refuge. VP
4 For lo kinges did assemble, and passe by together: VP
5 they them selues sawe it, lykewyse they marueyled, they were astonyed with feare, and sodenly in haste they were gone away. VP
6 A feare came there vpon them and sorowe: as vpon a woman in her childe trauayle. VP
7 Thou didst breake the shippes of the sea: through the east wynde. VP
8 Lyke as we haue hearde, so haue we seene in the citie of God of hoastes: in the citie of our Lorde, God vpholdeth the same for euer. Selah. VP
9 O Lorde we haue wayted: for thy louyng kindnesse in the myddest of thy temple. VP
10 O Lorde, accordyng to thy name, so is thy prayse vnto the worldes ende: thy ryght hande is full of iustice. VP
11 Mount Sion shall reioyce, and the daughters of Iuda shalbe glad: because of thy iudgementes. VP
12 Compasse about Sion, and go rounde about her: and tell the towres therof. VP
13 Marke well her bulwarkes, beholde her hygh palaces: that ye may tell it to your posteritie. VP
14 For this God is our God for euer and euer: he wyll be our guide vnto death. VP