1 God is our refuge and our strength, in straits a present aid; 2 Therefore, although the earth remove, we will not be afraid:
Though hills amidst the seas be cast; 3 Though waters roaring make, And troubled be; yea, though the hills, by swelling seas do shake.
4 A river is, whose streams do glad the city of our God; The holy place, wherein the Lord most high hath his abode.
5 God in the midst of her doth dwell; nothing shall her remove: The Lord to her an helper will, and that right early, prove.