Psalm 46 (Version 2, Part 2)

Let Sion in her King rejoice,

Tho' tyrants rage and kingdoms rise;

He utters his almighty voice,

The nations melt, the tumult dies.

The Lord of old for Jacob fought,

And Jacob's God is still our aid;

Behold the works his hand has wrought,

What desolations he has made!

From sea to sea, thro' all the shores,

He makes the noise of battle cease;

When from on high his thunder roars,

He awes the trembling world to peace.

He breaks the bow, he cuts the spear,

Chariots he burns with heavenly flame;

Keep silence all the earth, and hear

The sound and glory of his Name.

"Be still, and learn that I am God,

"I'll be exalted o'er the lands,

"I will be known and fear'd abroad,

"But still my throne in Sion stands."

O Lord of hosts, almighty King,

While we so near thy presence dwell,

Our faith shall sit secure, and sing

Defiance to the gates of hell.