I will tell of God’s great city,
I will proclaim the glory of His people.
Generations shall hear of his mighty hand,
And retell the grace of His favor.
The LORD encompasses his people in such a way,
Nations and tribes are put to shame.
With his breath he destroys mighty men,
And His presence guards from high.
Tears flow where the dew and rain
Water helpless plants of the earth.
He forgets not the downtrodden
But receives on Himself their hurt.
The mighty build and fortify,
Elevating their palaces and redoubts.
Like a looming tower
Foreigners rule from the mount.
God destroys the wicked from inside.
He tears them down from their high
Places with a might arm.
The righteous are not harmed.
Kings make kingdoms
From their futile imaginations.
With aqueducts and pools
Monarchs administer nations.
YHWH blesses his people
With a different kind of water.
The eyes of the cities
Look to the skies of the Father.
Springs gush forth in the earth.
The shepherds find calm rivers.
The Kidron and Og flow
As the people follow the LORD.
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