{To the chief Musician upon Shoshannim, for the sons of Korah, Maschil, A Song of loves.} My heart is inditing a good matter: I speak of the things which I have made touching the king: my tongue is the pen of a ready writer.

Sing to God, sing praises to his name. Lift up [a song] to [the] rider on the clouds--his name is Yah-- and rejoice before him.

From Thy rebuke, O God of Jacob, Both rider and horse have been fast asleep.