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{{Verse|12}} Mark well her bulwarks, set up her houses : that ye may tell them that come after.
 
{{Verse|12}} Mark well her bulwarks, set up her houses : that ye may tell them that come after.
 
{{Verse|13}} For this God is our God for ever and ever : he shall be our guide unto death.
 
{{Verse|13}} For this God is our God for ever and ever : he shall be our guide unto death.
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===English metrical New Version (Tate/Brady)===
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<poem>
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The Lord, the only God, is great,
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And greatly to be prais'd
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In Sion, on whose happy mount
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His sacred throne is rais'd.
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Her tow'rs, the joy of all the earth,
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With beauteous prospect rise;
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On her north side th'Almighty King's
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Imperial city lies.
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God in her palaces is known;
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His presence is her guard:
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Confederate kings withdrew their siege,
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And of success despair'd.
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They view'd her walls, admir'd and fled,
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With grief and terror struck;
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Like women whom the sudden pangs
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Of travail had o'ertook.
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No wretched crew of mariners
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Appear like them forlorn,
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When fleets from Tarshish' wealthy coasts
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By eastern winds are torn.
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In Sion we have seen perform'd
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A work that was foretold;
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In pledge that God, for times to come,
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His city will uphold.
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Not in our fortresses and walls
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Did we, O God, confide;
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But on the temple fix'd our hopes,
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In which thou dost reside.
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According to thy sov'reign Name,
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Thy praise through earth extends;
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Thy pow'rful arm, as justice guides,
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Chastises or defends.
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Let Sion's mount with joy resound,
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Her daughters all be taught
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In songs his judgments to extol,
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Who this deliv'rance wrought.
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Compass her walls in solemn pomp,
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Your eyes quite round her cast;
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Count all her tow'rs, and see if there
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You find one stone displac'd.
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Her forts and palaces survey,
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Observe their order well:
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That with assurance to your heirs
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This wonder you may tell.
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This God is ours, and will be ours,
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Whilst we in him confide;
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Who, as he has preserv'd us now,
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Till death will be our guide.
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</poem>
  
 
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Vulgate (Psalm 47)

Latin.png Latin text


1  Psalmus cantici. Filiis Core, secunda sabbati.

2  Magnus Dominus et laudabilis nimis, in civitate Dei nostri, in monte sancto ejus.

3  Fundatur exsultatione universæ terræ mons Sion; latera aquilonis, civitas regis magni.

4  Deus in domibus ejus cognoscetur cum suscipiet eam.

5  Quoniam ecce reges terræ congregati sunt; convenerunt in unum.

6  Ipsi videntes, sic admirati sunt, conturbati sunt, commoti sunt.

7  Tremor apprehendit eos; ibi dolores ut parturientis:

8  in spiritu vehementi conteres naves Tharsis.

9  Sicut audivimus, sic vidimus, in civitate Domini virtutum, in civitate Dei nostri: Deus fundavit eam in æternum.

10  Suscepimus, Deus, misericordiam tuam in medio templi tui.

11  Secundum nomen tuum, Deus, sic et laus tua in fines terræ; justitia plena est dextera tua.

12  Lætetur mons Sion, et exsultent filiæ Judæ, propter judicia tua, Domine.

13  Circumdate Sion, et complectimini eam; narrate in turribus ejus.

14  Ponite corda vestra in virtute ejus, et distribuite domos ejus, ut enarretis in progenie altera.

15  Quoniam hic est Deus, Deus noster in æternum, et in sæculum sæculi: ipse reget nos in sæcula.]

Church of England 1662 Book of Common Prayer

English.png English text


1  Great is the Lord, and highly to be praised : in the city of our God, even upon his holy hill.

2  The hill of Sion is a fair place, and the joy of the whole earth : upon the north-side lieth the city of the great King; God is well known in her palaces as a sure refuge.

3  For lo, the kings of the earth : are gathered, and gone by together.

4  They marvelled to see such things : they were astonished, and suddenly cast down.

5  Fear came there upon them, and sorrow : as upon a woman in her travail.

6  Thou shalt break the ships of the sea : through the east-wind.

7  Like as we have heard, so have we seen in the city of the Lord of hosts, in the city of our God : God upholdeth the same for ever.

8  We wait for thy loving-kindness, O God : in the midst of thy temple.

9  O God, according to thy Name, so is thy praise unto the world's end : thy right hand is full of righteousness.

10  Let the mount Sion rejoice, and the daughters of Judah be glad : because of thy judgements.

11  Walk about Sion, and go round about her : and tell the towers thereof.

12  Mark well her bulwarks, set up her houses : that ye may tell them that come after.

13  For this God is our God for ever and ever : he shall be our guide unto death.

English metrical New Version (Tate/Brady)

English.png English text

The Lord, the only God, is great,
And greatly to be prais'd
In Sion, on whose happy mount
His sacred throne is rais'd.

Her tow'rs, the joy of all the earth,
With beauteous prospect rise;
On her north side th'Almighty King's
Imperial city lies.

God in her palaces is known;
His presence is her guard:
Confederate kings withdrew their siege,
And of success despair'd.

They view'd her walls, admir'd and fled,
With grief and terror struck;
Like women whom the sudden pangs
Of travail had o'ertook.

No wretched crew of mariners
Appear like them forlorn,
When fleets from Tarshish' wealthy coasts
By eastern winds are torn.

In Sion we have seen perform'd
A work that was foretold;
In pledge that God, for times to come,
His city will uphold.

Not in our fortresses and walls
Did we, O God, confide;
But on the temple fix'd our hopes,
In which thou dost reside.

According to thy sov'reign Name,
Thy praise through earth extends;
Thy pow'rful arm, as justice guides,
Chastises or defends.

Let Sion's mount with joy resound,
Her daughters all be taught
In songs his judgments to extol,
Who this deliv'rance wrought.

Compass her walls in solemn pomp,
Your eyes quite round her cast;
Count all her tow'rs, and see if there
You find one stone displac'd.

Her forts and palaces survey,
Observe their order well:
That with assurance to your heirs
This wonder you may tell.

This God is ours, and will be ours,
Whilst we in him confide;
Who, as he has preserv'd us now,
Till death will be our guide.