Valiant men lie plundered, they have slept their last sleep. None of the men of war can lift their hands.
At your rebuke, God of Jacob, both chariot and horse are cast into a dead sleep.
Surely the wrath of man praises you. The survivors of your wrath are restrained.
Then I thought, “I will appeal to this: the years of the right hand of the Most High.”
You are the God who does wonders. You have made your strength known among the peoples.
You have redeemed your people with your arm, the sons of Jacob and Joseph. Selah.
We will not hide them from their children, telling to the generation to come the praises of Yahweh, his strength, and his wondrous deeds that he has done.
The children of Ephraim, being armed and carrying bows, turned back in the day of battle.
He split rocks in the wilderness, and gave them drink abundantly as out of the depths.
He brought streams also out of the rock, and caused waters to run down like rivers.
They remembered that God was their rock, the Most High God, their redeemer.
Then the Lord awakened as one out of sleep, like a mighty man who shouts by reason of wine.
He struck his adversaries backward. He put them to a perpetual reproach.
He built his sanctuary like the heights, like the earth which he has established forever.
Before Ephraim and Benjamin and Manasseh, stir up your might! Come to save us!
Turn us again, God of Armies. Cause your face to shine, and we will be saved.
The mountains were covered with its shadow. Its boughs were like God’s cedars.
the stock which your right hand planted, the branch that you made strong for yourself.
Let your hand be on the man of your right hand, on the son of man whom you made strong for yourself.
Sing aloud to God, our strength! Make a joyful shout to the God of Jacob!
“I removed his shoulder from the burden. His hands were freed from the basket.
I would soon subdue their enemies, and turn my hand against their adversaries.
Blessed are those whose strength is in you; who have set their hearts on a pilgrimage.
Passing through the valley of Weeping, they make it a place of springs. Yes, the autumn rain covers it with blessings.
They go from strength to strength. Everyone of them appears before God in Zion.
Yahweh, God of Armies, hear my prayer. Listen, God of Jacob. Selah.
For a day in your courts is better than a thousand. I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God, than to dwell in the tents of wickedness.
Yahweh of Armies, blessed is the man who trusts in you.
In the day of my trouble I will call on you, for you will answer me.
Turn to me, and have mercy on me! Give your strength to your servant. Save the son of your servant.
Show me a sign of your goodness, that those who hate me may see it, and be shamed, because you, Yahweh, have helped me, and comforted me.
Those who sing as well as those who dance say, “All my springs are in you.”
Yahweh, God of Armies, who is a mighty one, like you? Yah, your faithfulness is around you.
You rule the pride of the sea. When its waves rise up, you calm them.
You have broken Rahab in pieces, like one of the slain. You have scattered your enemies with your mighty arm.
You have a mighty arm. Your hand is strong, and your right hand is exalted.
For you are the glory of their strength. In your favor, our horn will be exalted.
For our shield belongs to Yahweh; our king to the Holy One of Israel.
Then you spoke in vision to your saints, and said, “I have given strength to the warrior. I have exalted a young man from the people.
with whom my hand shall be established. My arm will also strengthen him.
No enemy will tax him. No wicked man will oppress him.
I will beat down his adversaries before him, and strike those who hate him.
But my faithfulness and my loving kindness will be with him. In my name, his horn will be exalted.
I will set his hand also on the sea, and his right hand on the rivers.
He will call to me, ‘You are my Father, my God, and the rock of my salvation!’
You have broken down all his hedges. You have brought his strongholds to ruin.
Yes, you turn back the edge of his sword, and haven’t supported him in battle.
Let the favor of the Lord our God be on us; establish the work of our hands for us; yes, establish the work of our hands.
He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say of Yahweh, “He is my refuge and my fortress; my God, in whom I trust.”
A thousand may fall at your side, and ten thousand at your right hand; but it will not come near you.
You will tread on the lion and cobra. You will trample the young lion and the serpent underfoot.
He will call on me, and I will answer him. I will be with him in trouble. I will deliver him, and honor him.
But you have exalted my horn like that of the wild ox. I am anointed with fresh oil.
The righteous shall flourish like the palm tree. He will grow like a cedar in Lebanon.
They are planted in Yahweh’s house. They will flourish in our God’s courts.
They will still produce fruit in old age. They will be full of sap and green,
to show that Yahweh is upright. He is my rock, and there is no unrighteousness in him.
Yahweh reigns! He is clothed with majesty! Yahweh is armed with strength. The world also is established. It can’t be moved.
Above the voices of many waters, the mighty breakers of the sea, Yahweh on high is mighty.
Who will rise up for me against the wicked? Who will stand up for me against the evildoers?
When I said, “My foot is slipping!” Your loving kindness, Yahweh, held me up.
But Yahweh has been my high tower, my God, the rock of my refuge.
Oh come, let’s sing to Yahweh. Let’s shout aloud to the rock of our salvation!
For Yahweh is a great God, a great King above all gods.
Honor and majesty are before him. Strength and beauty are in his sanctuary.
Ascribe to Yahweh, you families of nations, ascribe to Yahweh glory and strength.
Ascribe to Yahweh the glory due to his name. Bring an offering, and come into his courts.
Sing to Yahweh a new song, for he has done marvelous things! His right hand, and his holy arm, have worked salvation for him.
Make a joyful noise to Yahweh, all the earth! Burst out and sing for joy, yes, sing praises!
The King’s strength also loves justice. You do establish equity. You execute justice and righteousness in Jacob.
who satisfies your desire with good things, so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s.
Praise Yahweh, you angels of his, who are mighty in strength, who fulfill his word, obeying the voice of his word.
He lays the beams of his rooms in the waters. He makes the clouds his chariot. He walks on the wings of the wind.
wine that makes glad the heart of man, oil to make his face to shine, and bread that strengthens man’s heart.
Yahweh’s trees are well watered, the cedars of Lebanon, which he has planted;
Seek Yahweh and his strength. Seek his face forever more.
He made him lord of his house, and ruler of all of his possessions;
He increased his people greatly, and made them stronger than their adversaries.
He brought them out with silver and gold. There was not one feeble person among his tribes.
He opened the rock, and waters gushed out. They ran as a river in the dry places.
Then they cried to Yahweh in their trouble, and he saved them out of their distresses.
For he has broken the gates of brass, and cut through bars of iron.
He makes the storm a calm, so that its waves are still.
God has spoken from his sanctuary: “In triumph, I will divide Shechem, and measure out the valley of Succoth.
Gilead is mine. Manasseh is mine. Ephraim also is my helmet. Judah is my scepter.
Moab is my wash pot. I will toss my sandal on Edom. I will shout over Philistia.”
Who will bring me into the fortified city? Who has led me to Edom?
Give us help against the enemy, for the help of man is vain.
Through God, we will do valiantly. For it is he who will tread down our enemies.
Yahweh will send out the rod of your strength out of Zion. Rule among your enemies.
Your people offer themselves willingly in the day of your power, in holy array. Out of the womb of the morning, you have the dew of your youth.
The Lord is at your right hand. He will crush kings in the day of his wrath.
He will drink of the brook on the way; therefore he will lift up his head.
He will not be afraid of evil news. His heart is steadfast, trusting in Yahweh.
His heart is established. He will not be afraid in the end when he sees his adversaries.
He raises up the poor out of the dust. Lifts up the needy from the ash heap;
The mountains skipped like rams, the little hills like lambs.
You mountains, that you skipped like rams; you little hills, like lambs?
who turned the rock into a pool of water, the flint into a spring of waters.












