Bishops(i)
1 The Lorde is our refuge & strength: a helpe very easyly founde in troubles
2 Therfore we wyll not feare though the earth be transposed: and though the hilles rushe into the middest of the sea
3 Though the waters thereof rage and swell: and though the mountaynes shake at the surges of the same. Selah
4 [Yet] the fludde by his ryuers shall make glad the citie of God: the holy place of the tabernacles of the most hyghest
5 God is in the myddest of her, therfore she can not be remoued: the Lorde wyll helpe her, and that ryght early
6 The heathen make much a do, and the kyngdomes are moued: but [God] shewed his voyce, and the earth melted away
7 The God of hoastes is with vs: the Lorde of Iacob is our refuge. Selah