| | 1 | To the Chief Musician. A Psalm of the sons of Korah. A Song for Alamoth. God is our refuge and strength, A very present help in trouble. | |
| | 2 | Therefore we will not fear, Even though the earth be removed, And though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea; | |
| | 3 | Though its waters roar and be troubled, Though the mountains shake with its swelling. Selah | |
| | 4 | There is a river whose streams shall make glad the city of God, The holy place of the tabernacle of the Most High. | |
| | 5 | God is in the midst of her, she shall not be moved; God shall help her, just at the break of dawn. | |
| | 6 | The nations raged, the kingdoms were moved; He uttered His voice, the earth melted. | |
| | 7 | The LORD of hosts is with us; The God of Jacob is our refuge. Selah | |
| | 8 | Come, behold the works of the LORD, Who has made desolations in the earth. | |
| | 9 | He makes wars cease to the end of the earth; He breaks the bow and cuts the spear in two; He burns the chariot in the fire. | |
| | 10 | Be still, and know that I am God; I will be exalted among the nations, I will be exalted in the earth! | |
| | 11 | The LORD of hosts is with us; The God of Jacob is our refuge. Selah | |
