PSAL. LXXVI. To the chief musician on Neginoth, A Psalm or song of Asaph. (Book 76)
IN Judah's land God is well known,
his Name's in Israel great:
In Salem is his Tabernacle,Line 2
in Sion is his Seat.
There arrows of the bow he brake,Line 3
the shield, the sword, the war.
More glorious thou then hils of prey,Line 4
more excellent art far.
Those that were stout of heart are spoil'd,Line 5
they slept their sleep outright;
And none of those their hands did finde
that were the men of might.
When thy rebuke, O Jacobs God,Line 6
had forth against them past,
Their horses and their chariots both
were in a dead sleep cast.
Thou, Lord, ev'n thou art He that shouldLine 7
be fear'd, and who is he
That may stand up before thy sight,
if once thou angry be?
From heav'n thou judgement caus'd be heard;Line 8
the earth was still with fear,
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