He has stripped me of my honor and has taken the crown off my head.

My glory will always be fresh in me, and my bow ever new in my hand.’

But you, Lord, are a shield that protects me; you are my glory and the one who restores me.

Awake, my soul! Awake, O stringed instrument and harp! I will wake up at dawn!

You men, how long will you try to turn my honor into shame? How long will you love what is worthless and search for what is deceptive? (Selah)

So my heart rejoices and I am happy; My life is safe.

A song, a psalm of David. I am determined, O God! I will sing and praise you with my whole heart.

I will perform a mighty act among them and then send some of those who remain to the nations – to Tarshish, Pul, Lud (known for its archers), Tubal, Javan, and to the distant coastlands that have not heard about me or seen my splendor. They will tell the nations of my splendor.

So tell my father about all my honor in Egypt and about everything you have seen. But bring my father down here quickly!”

“I hate their deeds and thoughts! So I am coming to gather all the nations and ethnic groups; they will come and witness my splendor.

“I will display my majesty among the nations. All the nations will witness the judgment I have executed, and the power I have exhibited among them.

“A son naturally honors his father and a slave respects his master. If I am your father, where is my honor? If I am your master, where is my respect? The Lord who rules over all asks you this, you priests who make light of my name! But you reply, ‘How have we made light of your name?’