Poems (Toke)/Psalm XLVI

by Emma Toke

PSALM XLVI.

OD is our refuge, strength, and stay,
In trouble's dark and stormy day,
 A present help for ever near;
Therefore, though earth's foundations shake,
The ocean roar, the mountains quake,
 Our hearts shall feel no trembling fear,

For oh! there is a river still,
Whose peaceful streams with gladness fill
 The Zion of the Lord most high.
She shall not move,—her God is there:
He holds her 'neath His sheltering care,
 And He will help her speedily.

The heathen raged, the nations all
Were moved at once to meet their call,
 He spake, earth's tyrants shrank away.
Oh, yes! their power we can deride,
For God himself is on our side;
 The Lord of hosts is now our stay.

Come, then, to see His works draw near;
Behold earth desolate, and fear,
 For He the Lord hath made them all:
Earth's wars are silent at His word,
He breaks the bow, He knaps the sword,
 And bids the iron chariots fall.

Be still, and know that I am God.
Where'er the foot of man hath trod,
 Exalted now Thy Name shall be.
And we will joy without a fear,
For oh! the Lord himself is near;
 The God of Jacob is our stay.

E.

January 19, 1834,