The waves roar, O Lord, the waves roar, the waves roar and crash.

Look up, you gates! Rise up, you eternal doors! Then the majestic king will enter!

Look up, you gates! Rise up, you eternal doors! Then the majestic king will enter!

The one who weeps as he walks along, carrying his bag of seed, will certainly come in with a shout of joy, carrying his sheaves of grain.

When the living beings moved, the wheels beside them moved; when the living beings rose up from the ground, the wheels rose up too.

But how can I alone bear up under the burden of your hardship and strife?

Will you show him partiality? Will you argue the case for God?

Bear with me and I will speak, and after I have spoken you may mock.

They sing to the accompaniment of tambourine and harp, and make merry to the sound of the flute.

And Job took up his discourse again:

The east wind carries him away, and he is gone; it sweeps him out of his place.

Then Job continued his speech:

You pick me up on the wind and make me ride on it; you toss me about in the storm.

With my knowledge I will speak comprehensively, and to my Creator I will ascribe righteousness.

By David. O Lord, I come before you in prayer.

See my pain and suffering! Forgive all my sins!

The mountains will bring news of peace to the people, and the hills will announce justice.

So he made a solemn vow that he would make them die in the desert,

I will celebrate my deliverance, and call on the name of the Lord.

Lift your hands toward the sanctuary and praise the Lord!