1 Jehovah reigns, He dwells in light,
Girded with majesty and might;
The world, created by His hands,
Still on its firm foundation stands.
2 But ere this spacious world was made,
Or had its first foundations laid,
His throne eternal ages stood,
Himself the ever-living God.
3 Like floods the angry nations rise
And aim their rage against the skies.
Vain floods, that aim their rage so high;
At His rebuke the billows die.
4 For ever shall His Throne endure,
His promise stand for ever sure;
And everlasting holiness
Become the dwelling of His grace.