8. O thou that art the Lord of hosts,what Lord in mightinessIs like to thee? who compass'd roundart with thy faithfulness.
9. Ev'n in the raging of the seathou over it dost reign;And when the waves thereof do swell,thou stillest them again.
10. Rahab in pieces thou didst break,like one that slaughter'd is;And with thy mighty arm thou hastdispers'd thine enemies.
11. The heav'ns are thine, thou for thine ownthe earth dost also take;The world, and fulness of the same,thy pow'r did found and make.
12. The north and south from thee alonetheir first beginning had;Both Tabor mount and Hermon hillshall in thy name be glad.