This is a good psalm for closing the old year and ringing in the new. Below is my metricization. Like my version of Psalm 110, it’s written for the ancient tune “Rouen a Rouen” (also known as “Iste Confessor“). I am really enjoying the irregular slant rhymes that seem to work so well with this tune.
The Lord is with us, Jacob’s ancient refuge.
The Lord Almighty is our help in trouble.
No fear will shake nor any might undo them
who call Him Father.
The seas are troubled, and the mountains tremble.
Fear not, nor heed them, though the world be shaken:
God is our refuge, He our lordly power
in every danger.
Fair is the city where the Lord is dwelling.
Holy her towers, holy her Defender.
Gladness he gives her like a springing river,
and peace attends her.
Be still and hear Him, for the Lord has spoken.
All hosts shall fear Him, all His works adore Him;
heaven cannot hold Him; kings and angel captains
bow down before Him.
The Lord is with us: Flee to Jacob’s refuge.
The Lord of armies shall not sleep or slumber
til every war is won, and every weapon
broken asunder.
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