Earth, as affrighted, trembleth all, if he on it but look; And if the mountains he but touch, they presently do smoke.
Lord, bow thy heav'ns, come down, touch thou the hills, and smoke shall they.
O at the presence of the Lord, earth, tremble thou for fear, While as the presence of the God of Jacob doth appear:
The waters, Lord, perceived thee, the waters saw thee well; And they for fear aside did flee; the depths on trembling fell.
Our God shall surely come, keep silence shall not he: Before him fire shall waste, great storms shall round about him be.
Thy way is in the sea, and in the waters great thy path; Yet are thy footsteps hid, O Lord; none knowledge thereof hath.