You drench the soil with torrents;
¹⁰ the mountains see you and tremble,
great floods sweep by,
the abyss roars aloud,
lifting high its waves. ¹¹ Sun and moon stay inside their dwellings,
they flee at the light of your arrows,
at the flash of your lightning-spear. ¹² In rage you stride across the land,
in anger you trample the nations. ¹³ You marched to save your people,
to save your anointed one;
you wounded the head of the house of the wicked,
laid bare the foundation to the rock. Pause ¹⁴ With your shafts you pierced the leader of his warriors
who stormed out with shouts of joy to scatter us,
as if they meant to devour some poor wretch in their lair. ¹⁵ With your horses you trampled through the sea,
through the surging abyss! ¹⁶ When I heard, I trembled to the core,
my lips quivered at the sound;
my bones became disjointed
and my legs gave way beneath me.

Calmly I await the day of anguish
which is dawning on the people now attacking us. ¹⁷ (For the fig tree is not to blossom,
nor will the vines bear fruit,
the olive crop will disappoint
and the fields will yield no food;
the sheep will vanish from the fold;
no cattle in the stalls.) ¹⁸ But I shall rejoice in Yahweh,
I shall exult in God my Saviour. ¹⁹ Yahweh, my Lord is my strength,
he will make my feet as light as a doe's,
and set my steps on the heights.