in God I trust, I am not afraid. What can mere men do to me?

I am obligated to fulfill the vows I made to you, O God; I will give you the thank-offerings you deserve,

God has spoken in his sanctuary: “I will triumph! I will parcel out Shechem; the Valley of Succoth I will measure off.

Moab is my washbasin. I will make Edom serve me. I will shout in triumph over Philistia.”

God delivers me and exalts me; God is my strong protector and my shelter.

As if with choice meat you satisfy my soul. My mouth joyfully praises you,

You crown the year with your good blessings, and you leave abundance in your wake.

He turned the sea into dry land; they passed through the river on foot. Let us rejoice in him there!

Kings leading armies run away – they run away! The lovely lady of the house divides up the loot.

Indeed God strikes the heads of his enemies, the hairy foreheads of those who persist in rebellion.

They put bitter poison into my food, and to quench my thirst they give me vinegar to drink.

He will defend the oppressed among the people; he will deliver the children of the poor and crush the oppressor.

If I had publicized these thoughts, I would have betrayed your loyal followers.

Yes, look! Those far from you die; you destroy everyone who is unfaithful to you.

Why do you remain inactive? Intervene and destroy him!

For victory does not come from the east or west, or from the wilderness.

I said, “During the night I will remember the song I once sang; I will think very carefully.” I tried to make sense of what was happening.

Then I said, “I am sickened by the thought that the sovereign One might become inactive.

You walked through the sea; you passed through the surging waters, but left no footprints.

He broke open rocks in the wilderness, and gave them enough water to fill the depths of the sea.