Who may ascend into the hill of the Lord?
And who may stand in His holy place?

He causes the vapors to ascend from the ends of the earth;
Who makes lightnings for the rain,
Who brings forth the wind from His treasuries.

If I ascend to heaven, You are there;
If I make my bed in Sheol, behold, You are there.

God has ascended with a shout,
The Lord, with the sound of a trumpet.

You have ascended on high, You have led captive Your captives;
You have received gifts among men,
Even among the rebellious also, that the Lord God may dwell there.

Do not forget the voice of Your adversaries,
The uproar of those who rise against You which ascends continually.