Yahweh is king, robed in majesty,
Yahweh is robed in power,
He wears it like a belt.
You have made the world firm, unshakeable;
Your throne has stood since then,
You existed from the first, Yahweh.
Yahweh, the rivers raise,
the rivers raise their voices,
the rivers raise their thunders;
greater than the voice of ocean,
transcending the waves of the sea,
Yahweh reigns transcendent in the heights.
Your decrees will never alter;
holiness will distinguish Your house,
Yahweh, for ever and ever.
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