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

1  God is our refuge and strength, A very present help in trouble.

2  Therefore will not we fear, though the earth be removed, And though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea;

3  Though the waters thereof roar and be troubled, Though the mountains shake with the swelling thereof. Selah.

4  There is a river, the streams whereof shall make glad the city of God, The holy place of the tabernacles of the most High.

5  God is in the midst of her; she shall not be moved: God shall help her, and that right early.

6  The heathen raged, the kingdoms were moved: He uttered his voice, the earth melted.

7  The Lord of hosts is with us; The God of Jacob is our refuge. Selah.

8  Come, behold the works of the Lord, What desolations he hath made in the earth.

9  He maketh wars to cease unto the end of the earth; He breaketh the bow, and cutteth the spear in sunder; He burneth the chariot in the fire.

10  Be still, and know that I am God: I will be exalted among the heathen, I will be exalted in the earth.

11  The Lord of hosts is with us; The God of Jacob is our refuge. Selah.