Great is the Lord, immensely great

Verse 1

Great is the Lord, immensely great; Greatly let them his praise confess, In city of our God who dwell, That mountain of his holiness.

Verse 2

Mount Zion, joy of all the earth, Most beautifully scituate; There the great King, on her north side, His city built in royal state.

Verse 3

God in her palaces is known To be a refuge strong, and high.

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For, lo! when kings against her came, They only passed together by.

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They came, they saw, they were amazed; With terror filled, confusedly fled.

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As women in their traveling hours, There were they seized with pain and dread.

Verse 7

So the fierce boisterous eastern winds, The mid-land sea to fury wrought; And the proud fleets, from Tarshish coast, Were into sudden ruin brought.

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In city of the Lord of Host, We've seen, what us our fathers told; God, his loved city, still preserves, And will, through future times uphold.

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Therefore, in every new distress, We, to thy temple, will repair; Think on thy wondrous grace, O God, And wait for our deliverance there.

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O God, thy praise, through all the earth, Extends, far as thy name is known; Thy right hand's full of righteousness, As thou hast said, so thou hast done.

Verse 11

O let Mount Zion shout for joy, And Judah's daughters loud repeat, In cheerful songs, thy judgments, Lord; Which our deliverance did complete.

Verse 12

Through Zion walk, go round her walls, Her lofty towers number well;

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Her forts, and palaces observe, And to your sons this wonder tell.

Verse 14

This God, who our salvation wrought, Through every age, will be our God; He'll guide us through the vale of death, To realms where none but saints have trod.