6. The mountain ranges skip like spring colts,The high ridges jump like wild kid goats.
9. God’s thunder sets the oak trees dancingA wild dance, whirling; the pelting rain strips their branches.We fall to our knees—we call out, “Glory!”
10. Above the floodwaters is God’s thronefrom which his power flows,from which he rules the world.
11. God makes his people strong.God gives his people peace.