In Ephraim's, and Benjamin's and in Manasseh's sight, O come for our salvation; stir up thy strength and might.
Stir up thyself; wake, that thou may'st judgment to me afford, Ev'n to my cause, O thou that art my only God and Lord.
But, full of pity, he forgave their sin, them did not slay; Nor stirr'd up all his wrath, but oft his anger turn'd away.
From out of Sion hill, which of excellency And beauty the perfection is, God shined gloriously.
Th' eternal Lord doth reign as king, let all the people quake; He sits between the cherubims, let th' earth be mov'd and shake.