Ye princes that in might excel

1 Ye princes, that in night excel,
your grateful sacrifice prepare;
God's glorious actions loudly tell,
his wond'rous pow'r to all declare.

2 To his great name fresh altars raise;
devoutly due respect afford;
Him in his holy temple praise,
where he's with solemn state ador'd.

3 'Tis he that, with amazing noise,
the wat'ry clouds in sunder breaks;
The ocean trembles at his voice,
when he from heav'n in thunder speaks.

4, 5 How full of pow'r his voice appears!
with what majestic terror crown'd!
Which from the roots tall cedars tears,
and strows their scatter'd branches round.

6 They, and the hills on which they grow,
are sometimes hurry'd far away;
And leap, like hinds that bounding go,
or unicorns in youthful play.

7, 8 When God in thunder loudly speaks,
Aad scatter'd flames of light'ning sends,
The forest nods, the desert quakes,
and stubborn Kadesh lowly bends.

9 He makes the hinds to cast their young,
and lays the beasts dark coverts bare;
While those that to his courts belong,
securely sing his praises there.

10, 11 God rules the angry floods on high;
his boundless sway shall never cease;
His saints with strength he will supply,
and bless his own with constant peace.

Source: The Whole Book of Psalms: in metre; with hymns suited to the feasts and fasts of the church, and other occasions of public worship #XXIX

• MIDI file from The Psalms of David: with the Ten Commandments, Creed, Lord's Prayer, &c. in metre...for the use of the Reformed Protestant Dutch church of the city of New York #XXIX