2 O LORD, I have heard thy speech, and was afraid: O LORD, revive
thy work in the midst of the years, in the midst of the years
make known; in wrath remember mercy.
3 God came from Teman, and the Holy One from mount Paran. Selah.
His glory covered the heavens, and the earth was full of his
4 And his brightness was as the light; he had horns coming out
of his hand: and there was the hiding of his power.
5 Before him went the pestilence, and burning coals went forth
at his feet.
6 He stood, and measured the earth: he beheld, and drove asunder
the nations; and the everlasting mountains were scattered, the
perpetual hills did bow: his ways are everlasting.
7 I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction: and the curtains
of the land of Midian did tremble.
8 Was the LORD displeased against the rivers? was thine anger
against the rivers? was thy wrath against the sea, that thou
didst ride upon thine horses and thy chariots of salvation?
9 Thy bow was made quite naked, according to the oaths of the
tribes, even thy word. Selah. Thou didst cleave the earth with
10 The mountains saw thee, and they trembled: the overflowing
of the water passed by: the deep uttered his voice, and lifted
up his hands on high.
11 The sun and moon stood still in their habitation: at the
light of thine arrows they went, and at the shining of thy glittering
12 Thou didst march through the land in indignation, thou didst
thresh the heathen in anger.
13 Thou wentest forth for the salvation of thy people, even
for salvation with thine anointed; thou woundedst the head out
of the house of the wicked, by discovering the foundation unto
the neck. Selah.
14 Thou didst strike through with his staves the head of his
villages: they came out as a whirlwind to scatter me: their
rejoicing was as to devour the poor secretly.
15 Thou didst walk through the sea with thine horses, through
the heap of great waters.
16 When I heard, my belly trembled; my lips quivered at the
voice: rottenness entered into my bones, and I trembled in myself,
that I might rest in the day of trouble: when he cometh up unto
the people, he will invade them with his troops.
17 Although the fig tree shall not blossom, neither shall fruit
be in the vines; the labour of the olive shall fail, and the
fields shall yield no meat; the flock shall be cut off from
the fold, and there shall be no herd in the stalls:
18 Yet I will rejoice in the LORD, I will joy in the God of
19 The LORD God is my strength, and he will make my feet like
hinds' feet, and he will make me to walk upon mine high places.
To the chief singer on my stringed instruments.