God is our re­fuge and our strength,
Our ev­er pre­sent aid,
And, there­fore, though the earth re­move,
We will not be afraid;
Though hills amidst the sea be cast,
Though foam­ing wa­ters roar,
Yes, though the mighty bil­lows shake
The mount­ains on the shore.

A ri­ver flows whose streams make glad
The ci­ty of our God,
The ho­ly place where­in the Lord
Most high has His abode;
Since God is in the midst of her,
Unmoved her walls shall stand,
For God will be her ear­ly help,
When trou­ble is at hand.

The na­tions raged, the king­doms moved,
But when His voice was heard
The trou­bled earth was stilled to peace
Before His migh­ty Word.
The Lord of Hosts is on our side,
Our safe­ty is secure;
The God of Ja­cob is for us
A re­fuge strong and sure.

O come, be­hold what won­drous works
Jehovah’s hand has wrought;
Come, see what de­so­la­tion great
He on the earth has brought.
To ut­most ends of all the earth
He caus­es war to cease;
The wea­pons of the strong de­stroyed,
He makes abid­ing peace.

Be still and know that I am God,
O’er all ex­alt­ed high;
The sub­ject na­tions of the earth
My name shall mag­ni­fy.
The Lord of Hosts is on our side,
Our safe­ty is secure;
The God of Ja­cob is for us
A re­fuge strong and sure.