1 Great is the Lord, and greatly he is to be praisèd still, Within the city of our God, upon his holy hill. 2 Mount Zion stands most beautiful, the joy of all the land; The city of the mighty King on her north side doth stand. 3 The Lord within her palaces is for a refuge known. 4 For, lo, the kings that gathered were together, by have gone. 5 But when they did behold the same, they, wond'ring, would not stay; But, being troubled at the sight, they thence did haste away. 6 Great terror there took hold on them; they were possessed with fear; Their grief came like a woman's pain, when she a child doth bear. 7 Thou Tarshish ships with east wind break'st: 8 As we have heard it told, So, in the city of the Lord, our eyes did it behold; In our God's city, which his hand for ever stablish will. 9 We of thy loving-kindness thought, Lord, in thy temple still. 10 O Lord, according to thy name, through all the earth's thy praise; And thy right hand, O Lord, is full of righteousness always. 11 Because thy judgments are made known, let Zion mount rejoice; Of Judah let the daughters all send forth a cheerful voice. 12 Walk about Zion, and go round; the high tow'rs thereof tell: 13 Consider ye her palaces, and mark her bulwarks well; That ye may tell posterity. 14 For this God doth abide Our God for evermore; he will ev'n unto death us guide.