God rises up and scatters his enemies. Those who hate him run away in defeat.

As smoke is blown away, so he drives them off; as wax melts in front of the fire, so do the wicked perish in God's presence.

Come to the Temple, LORD, with the Covenant Box, the symbol of your power, and stay here forever.

Wake up, LORD, and help us! Use your power and save us; use it as you did in ancient times. It was you that cut the sea monster Rahab to pieces.