Testo di Psalm 46

Might the mountains fall and forfeit order Shaped by You unshaken And though the waters stir into a fury You have still arranged them You are not surprised by the seasons So when I'm shy of certain, You are speaking Neither will I change And in my fighting, dutiful or grievous, You have mediated And You stand by where I would not be seen Even if to no avail Oh, how it makes Your Heart heavy That I’d leave an ending for myself For fear, You won’t take me (Oh, be still and know that I am God) Oh, be still Oh, be still Oh, be still And know that I am God!