Ode to God the awe-inspiring
For the choirmaster, for strings, psalm of Asaph.
God is renowned in Judah,
His name is great in Israel,
His tent is pitched in Salem,
His home is in Zion;
there He has broken the lightning-swift arrow,
the shield, the sword and the line of battle, selah.
You, the Illustrious and Majestic:
mountains of spoil have been captured;
heroes are now sleeping their last sleep,
the warriors' arms have failed them;
at Your reproof, God of Jacob,
chariot and horse stand spellbound.
You, the Terrible! Who can oppose You
and Your furious onslaught?
When Your verdicts thunder from heaven,
earth stays silent with dread;
when God stands up to give judgment
and to save all the humble of the earth, selah.
Man's wrath only adds to Your glory;
the survivors of Your wrath
You will draw like a girdle around You;
fulfill the promises You make to Yahweh your God,
make offerings to the Terrible,
You who surround Him;
He snuffs out the lives of princes,
He is terrible to the kings of the earth.