6. Who, being girt with pow'r, sets fastby his great strength the hills.
7. Who noise of seas, noise of their waves,and people's tumult, stills.
8. Those in the utmost parts that dwellare at thy signs afraid:Th' outgoings of the morn and ev'nby thee are joyful made.
9. The earth thou visit'st, wat'ring it;thou mak'st it rich to growWith God's full flood; thou corn prepar'st,when thou provid'st it so.
10. Her rigs thou wat'rest plenteously,her furrows settelest:With show'rs thou dost her mollify,her spring by thee is blest.
11. So thou the year most lib'rallydost with thy goodness crown;And all thy paths abundantlyon us drop fatness down.
12. They drop upon the pastures wide,that do in deserts lie;The little hills on ev'ry siderejoice right pleasantly.