From Scottish Metrical Psalms 1650
1 All people, clap your hands; to God with voice of triumph shout: 2 For dreadful is the Lord most high, great King the earth throughout. 3 The heathen people under us he surely shall subdue; And he shall make the nations under our feet to bow. 4 The lot of our inheritance chuse out for us shall he, Of Jacob, whom he loved well, ev'n the excellency. 5 God is with shouts gone up, the Lord with trumpets sounding high. 6 Sing praise to God, sing praise, sing praise, praise to our King sing ye. 7 For God is King of all the earth; with knowledge praise express. 8 God rules the nations: God sits on his throne of holiness. 9 The princes of the people are assembled willingly; Ev'n of the God of Abraham they who the people be. For why? the shields that do defend the earth are only his: They to the Lord belong; yea, he exalted greatly is.
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