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MOF PSA Chapter 68

◄ PSA 68 ► ║ ©

From the Choirmaster’s collection. A song of David, for music.

68 When God stirs, his enemies scatter,

those who hate him fly before him;

2 as smoke is driven before the wind,

as wax melts at a fire,

so the ungodly perish before God.

3 But good men before God rejoice,

exulting with a joyful voice.

4 Sing to God, celebrate his name,

extol him who rides on the clouds,

bless him, exult before him,

5 before God in his sacred home,

father of orphans, champion of widows,

6 the God who brings the lonely home,

and frees the prisoner for prosperity—

only the rebels have to live forlorn.

7 O God, when thou didst march before thy people,

when thou didst move across the steppes,

8 earth was quaking, the skies shaking,

before God, Israel’s God.

9 O God, thou didst pour down a generous rain,

reviving thy land as it languished;

10 thy household were settled there,

and in thy goodness thou didst meet their needs.

11 When the Lord sent news of victory,

the women who told it were a mighty host:

12 “Kings and their armies are flying, are flying,

their spoil is divided

by Israel the fair Dove at home,

13 till her wings are covered with silver,

her pinions shimmer in gold.

14 When the kins were routed on the field,

it was like snow falling on mount Zalmon.”

15 A mighty range is Bashan range,

Bashan range has many a peak.

16 But what is your grudge, O range of peaks,

at the hill that God loves for his home,

where the Eternal dwells for evermore?

17 With mighty chariots in their myriads

the Eternal came from Sinai to this sanctuary.

18 There didst thou triump, with captives in thy train,

with tribute taken from men—

only the rebels dwell not there with God.

19 Blessed be the Lord, our saving God,

who daily bears the burden of our life;

20 God is for us a God of victories,

thanks to the Eternal we escape from death;

21 yes, God will shatter the head of his foes,

each long-haired sinner who defies him.

22 The Lord’s word is, “Wherever you may be,

I bring you from Bashan, from the sea,

23 to bathe your feet in the blood of the foe

and let your dogs share, as they lap it.”

24 Behold God entering the sanctuary,

my God, my King, in high procession,

25 singers in front, musicians behind,

between them girls with tambourines,

26 singing, “Bless the Lord God in your choirs,

O Israel’s offspring!”

27 In front the Benjamites, so few,

the chiefs of Judah, a great company,

the chiefs of Zebulun and Naphtali!

29 From thy temple high above Jerusalem,

28 display thy strength, O God,

who has so mightily prevailed for us;

29b there kings must offer thee tribute.

30 Check that Brute of a Nile-power,

the bullocks and steers of pagans,

trample down crafty pollicy,

rout all the races that rejoice in war,

31 till even Egypt sends ambassadors,

and Ethiopia hurries to submit to God.

32 Sing to God, O kingdoms of the world,

oh celebrate the Lord!

33 Praise him who rides high on the ancient heavens,

whose voice thunders aloud.

34 Praise God for his might,

whose sovereign sway is over Israel,

whose might is in the skies.

35 God strikes awe from his sanctuary,

the God of Israel who bestows

prowess and power on people blessed by God.