1-4. Up with God!Down with his enemies!Adversaries, run for the hills!Gone like a puff of smoke,like a blob of wax in the fire—one look at God and the wicked vanish.When the righteous see God in actionthey’ll laugh, they’ll sing,they’ll laugh and sing for joy.Sing hymns to God;all heaven, sing out;clear the way for the coming of Cloud-Rider.Enjoy God,cheer when you see him!
11-14. The Lord gave the word;thousands called out the good news:“Kings of the armiesare on the run, on the run!”While housewives, safe and sound back home,divide up the plunder,the plunder of Canaanite silver and gold.On that day that Shaddai scattered the kings,snow fell on Black Mountain.