Then the Lord awoke as if from sleep,
Like a warrior overcome by wine.
Arouse Yourself, why do You sleep, O Lord?
Awake, do not reject us forever.
Arise, O Lord, in Your anger;
Lift up Yourself against the rage of my adversaries,
And arouse Yourself for me; You have appointed judgment.
Like a dream when one awakes,
O Lord, when aroused, You will despise their form.
The Lord will go forth like a warrior,
He will arouse His zeal like a man of war.
He will utter a shout, yes, He will raise a war cry.
He will prevail against His enemies.
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?