Psalm 48
or Coverdale
Magnus Dominus

¹Great is the Lord, and highly to be praised; *
in the city of our God is his holy hill.
²Beautiful and lofty, the joy of all the earth, is the
hill of Zion, *
the very center of the world and the city of the great King.
³God is in her citadels; *
he is known to be her sure refuge.
⁴Behold, the kings of the earth assembled *
and marched forward together.
⁵They looked and were astounded; *
they retreated and fled in terror.
⁶Trembling seized them there; *
they writhed like a woman in childbirth,
like ships of the sea when the east wind shatters them.
⁷As we have heard, so have we seen,
in the city of the Lord of hosts, in the city of our God; *
God has established her for ever.
⁸We have waited in silence on your loving-kindness, O God, *
in the midst of your temple.
⁹Your praise, like your Name, O God, reaches to
the world's end; *
your right hand is full of justice.
¹⁰Let Mount Zion be glad
and the cities of Judah rejoice, *
because of your judgments.
¹¹Make the circuit of Zion;
walk round about her; *
count the number of her towers.
¹²Consider well her bulwarks;
examine her strongholds; *
that you may tell those who come after.
¹³This God is our God for ever and ever; *
he shall be our guide for evermore.