The Lord is king, and hath put on glorious apparel; the Lord hath put on his apparel, and girded himself with strength. He hath made the round world so sure that it cannot be moved. Ever since the world began hath thy seat been prepared; thou art from everlasting.
The floods are risen, O Lord. The floods have lift up their voice; the floods lift up their waves. The waves of the sea are mighty, and rage horribly; but yet the Lord, who dwelleth on high, is mightier. Thy testimonies, O Lord, are very sure; holiness becometh thine house for ever.
The coverdale translation edited by W.S. Peterson and Valerie Macys — used with permission.