1 To the chief music-maker. Of the sons of Korah; put to Alamoth. A Song.
2 God is our harbour and our strength, a very present help in trouble.
3 For this cause we will have no fear, even though the earth is changed, and though the mountains are moved in the heart of the sea;
4 Though its waters are sounding and troubled, and though the mountains are shaking with their violent motion. (Selah.)
5 There is a river whose streams make glad the resting-place of God, the holy place of the tents of the Most High.
6 God has taken his place in her; she will not be moved: he will come to her help at the dawn of morning.
7 The nations were angry, the kingdoms were moved; at the sound of his voice the earth became like wax.
