O God, when you led your people out from Egypt,
when you marched through the dry wasteland, Interlude
the earth trembled, and the heavens poured down rain
before you, the God of Sinai,
before God, the God of Israel.
You sent abundant rain, O God,
to refresh the weary land.
There your people finally settled,
and with a bountiful harvest, O God,
you provided for your needy people.
The Lord gives the word,
and a great army brings the good news.
Enemy kings and their armies flee,
while the women of Israel divide the plunder.
Even those who lived among the sheepfolds found treasures—
doves with wings of silver
and feathers of gold.
The Almighty scattered the enemy kings
like a blowing snowstorm on Mount Zalmon.
The mountains of Bashan are majestic,
with many peaks stretching high into the sky.
Why do you look with envy, O rugged mountains,
at Mount Zion, where God has chosen to live,
where the LORD himself will live forever?
Surrounded by unnumbered thousands of chariots,
the Lord came from Mount Sinai into his sanctuary.
When you ascended to the heights,
you led a crowd of captives.
You received gifts from the people,
even from those who rebelled against you.
Now the LORD God will live among us there.
Praise the Lord; praise God our savior!
For each day he carries us in his arms. Interlude
Our God is a God who saves!
The Sovereign LORD rescues us from death.
But God will smash the heads of his enemies,
crushing the skulls of those who love their guilty ways.
The Lord says, “I will bring my enemies down from Bashan;
I will bring them up from the depths of the sea.
You, my people, will wash your feet in their blood,
and even your dogs will get their share!”