i1 [To the chief Musician. A Psalm or Song of David.] i0 par Let God arise, let His enemies be scattered; let those also who hate Him flee before Him.

As smoke is driven away, so drive them away; as wax melts before the fire, so let the wicked perish at the presence of God.

Arise, O Jehovah, to Your resting place, You and the ark of Your strength.

Awake! awake! Put on strength, O arm of Jehovah. Awake, as in the days of antiquity, in the generations of old. Was it not You who cut Rahab into pieces, wounding the dragon?