Arise, O Lord, confront him, bring him low; Deliver my soul from the wicked with Your sword,
Arise, O Lord; save me, O my God! For You have smitten all my enemies on the cheek; You have shattered the teeth of the wicked.
Arise, O Lord, in Your anger; Lift up Yourself against the rage of my adversaries, And arouse Yourself for me; You have appointed judgment.
God is a righteous judge, And a God who has indignation every day.
Deliver my soul from the sword, My only life from the power of the dog.
Arouse Yourself, why do You sleep, O Lord? Awake, do not reject us forever.
Rise up, be our help, And redeem us for the sake of Your lovingkindness.
It is time for the Lord to act, For they have broken Your law.
Woe to Assyria, the rod of My anger And the staff in whose hands is My indignation,
Is the axe to boast itself over the one who chops with it? Is the saw to exalt itself over the one who wields it? That would be like a club wielding those who lift it, Or like a rod lifting him who is not wood.
They are coming from a far country, From the farthest horizons, The Lord and His instruments of indignation, To destroy the whole land.
“ Have you not heard? Long ago I did it, From ancient times I planned it. Now I have brought it to pass, That you should turn fortified cities into ruinous heaps.
Awake, awake, put on strength, O arm of the Lord; Awake as in the days of old, the generations of long ago. Was it not You who cut Rahab in pieces, Who pierced the dragon?
Are You not from everlasting, O Lord, my God, my Holy One? We will not die. You, O Lord, have appointed them to judge; And You, O Rock, have established them to correct.
to do whatever Your hand and Your purpose predestined to occur.